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Rh eyes shining. He laughed, and hoisting a crutch in the air, waved it in acknowledgment of their cheers.

The boy sitting beside him in the carriage—a boy with a dark, handsome face, and older than Rupert—looked out on the crowd and laughed too.

"It's Phil Ward!" exclaimed Harry Harding, who in his football clothes had run over to see the excitement. He turned to Bruce Watson. "It's Phil Ward! He was here at school with Clark. I did n't know that Rupe knew him! He was quite a fellow in college, too. He and Clark roomed together always. He used to play on Clark's team."

The game was about to begin. The boys ran back along the side line, and the two elevens separated to their places.