“Right again,” nodded Rattleton. “And those two men are the strongest of the new candidates.”
“Some man may show up who is not talked of at all now,” said Jack.
Harry gave Hodge a quick glance.
“Old man,” he cried, “why don’t you make a try for the nine?”
An embarrassed flush showed in Bart’s dark cheeks.
“That would be pretty fresh for a freshman, wouldn’t it?” he asked.
“Not so confounded fresh. Merry got on the first year he was in Yale.”
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“I am not Frank Merriwell, and there are not many fellows his equal.”