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Matilda and Emmie wept often to think of how he left them: even on their father's face a queer look came. But Hadrian wrote fairly regularly from Canada. He had entered some electricity works near Montreal, and was doing well. At last, however, the war came. In his turn, Hadrian joined up and came to Europe. The Rockleys saw nothing of him. They lived on, just the same, in the Pottery House.
But neither gained an inch at the fall, so the start-off was perfect. "Now pull for all you're worth, Rovers!" cried one cadet. "Haul 'em over, Rockleys!" cried another. "Steady, boys!" whispered Tom. "Don't get nervous. There is lots of time." He was almost flat on his back, with both feet braced firmly in the soil.
The Rockleys knew that, when Hadrian made a declaration, in his quiet, half-jeering manner, it was worse than useless to oppose him. So at last the boy departed, going to Canada under the protection of the Institution to which he had belonged. He said good-bye to the Rockleys without a word of thanks, and parted, it seemed, without a pang.
Rockley was also down, and it looked as if it might be well-nigh impossible to budge either. "This is a dandy tug of war," said Fred Garrison. "Neither has got an inch of advantage." "The Rovers will beat!" "The Rockleys will win!" "I think it will be a tie," said another. The strain was terrific and soon each member of the two teams was bathed in perspiration.
Half the team was up and sneezing and before order could be restored the rope had gone over to the Rockleys' side a distance of two and a half feet. "Hurrah, the Rockleys are winning!" yelled Ben Hurdy. "Haul 'em over, boys!" "Down!" ordered Tom. "What on earth made the men sneeze?" demanded Dick, gazing around sharply. "Smells like pepper," replied Major Larry Colby, who was close at hand.
I went to her at last, for all that I knew she loved me, in passionate self-abasement, white and a-tremble. She was staying with the Rockleys at Woking, for Shena Rockley had been at Bennett Hall with her and they had resumed a close intimacy; and I went down to her on an impulse, unheralded.
But the team was now on its mettle and made the Rockleys come over the line in spite of the frantic orders from Rockley himself to drop. "It's ours!" screamed Tom, and with a final haul brought the opponents over the line with a rush. Rockley, flat on his back on the grass, trying in vain to dig his heels into the soil, and the others floundering just as vainly.
"Would anybody be mean enough to use that?" "Perhaps." "Up!" cried Rockley once more. "Pull! pull! pull!" His team gave a savage haul as ordered, and up came Tom's men in spite of themselves. Then began a tug of war in dead earnest, with the rope nearly three feet in the Rockleys' favor. The majority of the cadets were now inclined to think that Rockley's team would win the contest.
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