"It suits me right enough," answered the bully of Oak Hall. He did not add that he was very low on cash and that his father had written, stating that he could not supply Gus with any more spending money for a long time to come.
As soon as the touchdown was made the leather was hurried to the field for a kick. It sailed directly between the goal posts, and at this another yell went up.
"Six points for Rockville! That's the way to do it!"
"Now then for another, fellows! Show 'em that is only a starter!"
With eight more minutes of the first half left the ball was put into play and once more it was sent back and forth. Once Roger made a clever run of fifteen yards and at another time, when a Rockville player made a fumble, Phil snatched the ball, sent it to Ben, who turned it over to Henshaw. With the leather in his arm Henshaw made a brave attempt for a touchdown, but was stopped on the thirty-yard line. His run, however, was loudly applauded, and for the time being it gave Jasniff, Plum, and Poole a chill.
"Phew!" muttered Plum. "I thought he was going straight over!"
"He's the best player they've got," whispered Jasniff. "I can't understand why that drug doesn't work."
But the drug was working, and it was that which prevented Henshaw from making the touchdown after covering twenty yards. He was growing more dizzy each moment.
"I must be getting the blind staggers," he said to Roger. "Everything seems to be swimming in front of my eyes."