Hal said not a word.
Franklin had done a clever bit of work, and she was determined to improve it now. The ball was snapped and passed to Gray, who went across and plunged into the right wing of Fardale’s line, hitting Jolliby hard and going through for four yards.
Again Darrell was in the play and stopped the runner.
Andrews, the right half-back, took the ball next time and went at the right side of Fardale’s line.
The forwards ripped open a hole for him and he slipped through, but Dick Merriwell hooked on to his legs and pulled him down. This time, however, full five yards had been made.
“Got to stop it, fellows!” breathed Dick.
Franklin was full of confidence.
“Get ’em going, boys!” said Hickman. “They’ll never be able to stop us.”
But an attempted end run resulted in a loss of three yards, as the runner tried to dodge back to avoid a tackler. Dick was certain a plunge into the line would follow.
“20—23—2,” called Quaile, the quarter-back.