“I don’t see how you induced him to play on a team where some one else is to be captain.”
“Oh, that wasn’t difficult. I think Onslaw’s a very decent and modest chap.”
“You don’t know him!”
“It seems that you don’t like Onslaw.”
“Not much, for I know he’s full of wind. He was dreadfully puffed up because Harvard happened to win from us. You know I was hurt in the game and did not play during most of the second half.”
Hodge shrugged his shoulders and his lip curled the least bit. He detected the conceit in Fillmore.
“I know about that. It was very unfortunate,” said Merry.
“Of course I’m not saying we’d won if I hadn’t been hurt, but we had the lead when that happened. I think Onslaw was glad to see me go out of the game.”
“He didn’t appear to me like a malicious chap.”
“Oh, I presume he’s smooth enough. Sorry he’ll not be with Harvard next year. I’d like to get against him again.”