and and retraced his steps to the gymnasium. His
one desire was to get out of sight before any of the fellows found him,
and so he pulled off his togs as quickly as he might, got into his other
clothes, made a bundle of his suit and stockings and shoes and left them
in the rubbing-room where Danny could not fail to find them and then
hurried out of the building and through the deserted yard to Billings
and the sunlit silence and emptiness of his room.

There was very little consolation in the knowledge that he had done only
what was right. Martyrdom has its drawbacks. He had lost his position
with the team and had been publicly branded a quitter. The fact that his
conscience was not only clear but even approving didn't help much. Being
thought a quitter, a coward, hurt badly. If he could have got at Harry
Walton any time during the ensuing half-hour it would have gone hard
with that youth. After a time, though, he got command of his feelings
again and, since there was nothing better to do, he seated himself at
the window and watched as much of the football game as was visible from
there. Once or twice he was able to forget his trouble for a brief
moment.

Chambers put up a good game that day and it was all the home team could
do to finally win out by the score of 3 to 0. For two periods Chambers
had Brimfield virtually on the run, and only a fine fighting spirit that
flashed into evidence under the shadow of her goal saved the latter from
defeat. As it was, luck took a hand in matters when a poor pass from
centre killed Chambers's chance of scoring by a field-goal in the second
quarter.

Brimfield showed better work in the second half and twice got the ball
inside the visitor's twenty-yard line, once in the third period and
again shortly before the final whistle blew. The first opportunity to
score was lost when Carmine called for line-plunges to get the pigskin
across and Howard, who was playing in St. Clair's position because of a
slight injury to the regular left half, fumbled for a four-yard loss.
Chambers rallied and took the ball away a minute later. In the fourth
period dazzling runs outside of tackles by Tim Otis and hard
line-plugging by Rollins and Howard took the ball from Brimfield's
thirty-five to the enemy's twenty-five. There a forward pass
grounded--Chambers had a remarkable defence against that play--and, on
third down, Rollins slid off left tackle for enough to reach the twenty.
But with only one do