“I certainly shall,” replied Laughlin. “There’s going to be no expectation of defeat on my team. We mean to win if it’s possible.”
“So do we,” said Poole.
“What about that man Strong? Isn’t he going to do something in the sports?” asked Wolcott.
“He has run the hundred in ten and a fifth, according to Roberts. That’s fast enough to win ’most anything,” said Durand.
“Some one said he was on probation for not keeping up with his work,” added Poole.
“Then I don’t believe he’s much of a runner,” commented Laughlin. “These fellows who haven’t sand enough to do passable work, haven’t sand enough to run a hard race.”
“That doesn’t always hold true,” Planter protested. “Curtis was no scholar at all, and yet on the gridiron he’d hustle to beat the band.”
“I wish he were here now,” sighed Laughlin. “It’s hard to get hold of such fellows. Lindsay here is the only good recruit that I’ve caught for the line next year.”
Wolcott reddened as the eyes of the company were turned curiously upon him.
“I’m going to try, that’s all,” he said humbly. “I don’t know that I shall be able to play.”