y. If the enemy could hold what
it had, the game was lost to Regal. The coach saw this. He also saw the
solution.

"O, if I only had Mulvy," he roared. He stormed and stamped and said a
lot beside his prayers. Gaffney was working like a Trojan. But it was no
use. The battle was see-saw. Now Regal, now Stanley. Neither could break
through. Again Gaffney came up to the coach. He was exhausted from
cheering and from swinging his arms.

"I say, boss, it's all over, unless we get Mulvy."

"Don't talk to me or I'll eat you," snapped the coach. "What's the use
of saying Mulvy when we haven't got Mulvy, and can't get him."

"Will you put him in if I get him?"

Just then a yell went up from the Stanley side. A long run brought the
ball to within a few feet of Regal's goal, and a score looked certain.
The coach was a sight. The veins in his forehead stood out. His eyes
were bulging. All of a sudden, the Stanley player dropped the ball, and
the Regal captain seized it. That saved that situation. The coach
relaxed, but still looked like a house on fire.

Again Gaffney said, "If I get Mulvy will you put him in?"

"Ask me a foolish question, will you? Put him in! I'll shove him in, and
poke him down the throats of that gang of quitters out there."

Gaffney went over to his crowd. "We've got to get Mulvy here, fellows,"
he shouted, "Unless we do, it's good night."

"Well, it's good night, then," remarked Tom Ruggeri, one of the upper
class boys. Then he added, "You don't suppose any one would jump into
the game after the dose he got yesterday, do you?"

"Not any one, but some one, and I believe Mulvy is just that some one,"
retorted Gaffney.

"Well, go ahead and get him then," was the rejoinder.

"You fellows don't know that boy. You have him down as a thug. I'm going
to show you you're wrong."

He found Dick with Ned and Tommy. "Hey, Dick, you're a friend of
Mulvy's. We want you to help us to get him here for the second half.
Will you do it?"

"No, I will not," answered Dick. "He has been humiliated enough
already. To ask him now to play with a crowd that kicked him out
yesterday is an insult."

"So, you won't come with me, kid?"

"No."

Gaffney went back to his crowd. "It's all up, I guess. Let's work like
blazes cheering, that may start something."

Regal had the ball, but was pushed back to its own goal. In a mix-up, a
Regal player ran back of his own goal line, and was grabbed for a
"safety," which added t