Springvale seemed on the verge of success when the ball was lost by off-side play.
Fardale went at the enemy earnestly, but immediately after the first play the referee blew his whistle and set the cadets back for a foul.
Kent had been detected in an effort to get square with Clark, and everything seemed going wrong. To cap it all, Smart fumbled the ball and made a bad pass to Darrell.
Hal lost the ball. Hooper came through like the wind, gathered up the ball without stopping, and on he went over Fardale’s line for a touch-down. Dismay struck the watching cadets dumb.
Seeing this, Miguel Bunol chuckled and muttered to himself:
“Now mebbe Deek Merriwell he will believe me when I tell him they know all his signals and his plays.”
Chester Arlington seemed to be filled with the greatest dismay.
“It’s a shame!” he declared. “It was an accident, anyway! They can never score again.”
Crauthers, Stark, and Hogan were not far from him.
“He’s turned his coat, all right,” said Stark. “I did think it possible we had made a mistake, but it’s a sure thing that he is trying to get in with the Merriwell crowd.”