“We’re going to do just what I said, fellows,” he declared. “Harvard is overconfident. She thinks she is absolutely sure to win, and that’s where she’ll slip a cog this year. All we need is the right amount of confidence and determination, and we’ll give her a splendid trouncing.”
“Hurrah!” cried a voice. “With you on the eleven, we’ll do the trick, Merriwell!”
“Three cheers for Merriwell!”
The cheers were given.
“Now, don’t get the idea that any one man is going to do it all,” laughed Frank. “It will take an altogether fight, and it must be made by every good man we can find.”
“Ready! Ready!” cried a voice from the background. “What’s the matter with Jack Ready?”
“He’s all right!” shouted a score of freshmen.
“Who are those chumps?” growled Browning.
“A lot of freshmen,” said Halliday. “Ready is the only freshman who has done anything worth mentioning this year, and they are making the most of it.”
Frank Merriwell was ready enough to acknowledge ability in another person.