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So, first of all, he and Stevens had entered the commercial establishment of Drayne, senior. There, thanks to Phin's knowledge of the premises, they had made a very good-sized "haul." After that the pair had operated together frequently. Stevens' junk shop had offered a handy pace in which to hide the plunder.
"Davis and Fremont " whispered Darrin in his chum's ear. "Bayliss, Porter and Drayne," Dick nodded back, softly. "Trenhold, Grayson, Hudson," continued Darrin. "All the 'soreheads," finished Dick Prescott for him. "Or nearly all," supplemented Dave. Indeed, the scene upon which these two High School boys gazed was one that greatly interested them.
The football squad was gloomy enough, however. Their star left end man would not be in shape for the big Thanksgiving Day game. Say, you're a great one, Prescott, to throw us down in this way," chaffed Drayne, as Dick strolled into dressing quarters. "Oh, come, now!" broke in Darrin impatiently.
Then, half a mile ahead, the car stopped, turned, and came slowly back toward the wondering Gridley boys. Five rather contemptuous pairs of youthful eyes surveyed Dick & Co. as their outfit plodded on its way. "Aren't they a mucker looking outfit?" demanded one voice from the car. Then the automobile shot ahead again. "Phin Drayne! Humph!" said Darry rather scornfully.
"Cut it, Drayne. And don't you two talk back, either," warned Wadleigh sternly. "Oh, acknowledge the corn, Drayne," broke in Hudson, with what he meant for good humor. "Just say you're no good and let it go at that." There was a dead silence, for an instant, broken by one unidentified fellow, muttering in a voice that sounded like a roar in the silence: "Drayne? Humph!" "There you go!
There's mustn't be a single slip not a solitary break in our game with Tottenville. And that game will begin at three-thirty on Saturday! "In reverting to Drayne, I wish to impress upon you all, with the greatest emphasis, that this must be treated by you all with the utmost secrecy until we are prepared, with proofs, to go further!
"Don't be blind, Drayne," continued the young captain. "And don't be silly enough to pretend that you don't know just what I mean. You remember last Thanksgiving Day?" "Oh, that?" said Drayne, contemptuously. "Just because I wouldn't do just what you fellows wished me to do? "I was there," pursued Captain Prescott, "and I heard all that was said, saw all that was done.
"I wouldn't have said anything about it, if it hadn't leaked out." Jessie took this rebuke to herself, and flushed, as she rattled on: "I guess it was no more than mere 'sorehead' talk on Phin Drayne's part, anyway. Mr. Drayne said he had saved a good deal of his pocket money, lately, and that he was going to win more money by betting on Gridley's more classy opponents this season."
Only the day before Dr. Bentley had refused to pass him for the game. Hence Drayne, even if a trifle out of condition, was still the best available man for left end. "Quit your fooling, Drayne!" cried two or three at once. "Quit your talking," retorted Drayne, kicking off his other field shoe. "I've done all my talking."
Truth to tell, Drayne still intended to play, but he wanted to teach these fellows a lesson. He intended to make them beg, from Wadleigh down, before he would go on to the finish of his togging. Drayne knew when he had the advantage of them. "Don't be a fool, Drayne," broke in Hudson hotly. "Or a traitor to your school," added another. "Be a man!"
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