“Yes, I guess I do,” acknowledged Ned. “Of all the vile tricks I ever heard of, that is the worst; that is, if there really was anything in what Gus was doing. It doesn’t seem possible that he or Walter could stoop to——”
“I’m waiting for Walter,” interrupted Dan. “I’ll know when he comes. If he had a hand in that——”
“What if he did? That’s just one more reason for showing the fellows to-day that you can’t be put out of the game that way.”
“It isn’t that.”
“Then, what is it?”
“I can’t make myself believe that Walter Borden would stoop to such a low-down trick. Why, only last summer he was one of the best fellows I ever saw. He was generous; he’d give away his last cent——”
“If it didn’t cost him anything to do it.”
“All the boys liked him. He was just a little bit cocksure that he could give us all points on the game, but he was straight and true as steel—at least I thought he was.”
“Maybe it’s all right yet. That was a slick thing you did.”