“But your rib,” said Hodge breathlessly--“the doctor said it was broken.”
“That was what he thought, but you know his examination was rather hasty.”
“Then it isn’t broken?”
“No.”
“Hurrah! hurrah!”
“That’s splendid! It gives me great satisfaction, but I have to tell you that the doctors at the hospital informed me the injury was about as bad as a broken rib.”
Hodge’s face fell, and the others looked disappointed and concerned.
“Then you can’t play football?” asked Rattleton.
“They tell me that I can’t.”
“That’s tough!”