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Rh "I'll watch you both," Mr. Eldredge answered, and he stepped quickly out to that end of the line. "Come, play ball!" He blew his whistle. The Pythian full-back retreated to catch the ball and kick.

It was passed to him; he caught it and kicked it high and far. Andrews and Rupert Ormsby, the two ends, plunged forward to rush down the field and make the tackle.

But as Rupert charged past, Herrick thrust out one foot, and with a quick turn tripped him and sent him headlong. Then, without waiting, Herrick ran to get into the scrimmage.

Eastman, the quarter-back, who had caught the ball, was struggling forward, pushed and pulled by three or four others over the prostrate bodies of Pythians. Herrick hurled himself into the press, and in another instant went down with the heap.

When he crawled out from it, he ran to his position. But Rupert Ormsby was not there to face him.

Herrick looked up the field, and saw Rupert