“What is the matter with you, Frank?” he cried. “Don’t think I ever saw you looking this way before.”
“I’m not feeling well,” confessed Frank.
“You’re not looking well. What’s hit you this way? You ought to be jolly after to-day’s work. It can’t be you are depressed because of the game?”
“Not exactly, and yet, to a certain extent, I am.”
Hodge was still more surprised.
“How is that? Everybody else is more than satisfied. It was a walkover for Old Eli.”
“As it should have been. This victory to-day means absolutely nothing.”
“We were not scored against.”
“Nobody expected we would be.”
“And I got a chance for a trial.”