It was another right-end pass for the Navy, backed by a solid charge.
Worse, in the impact that followed Dave succeeded, somehow, in outwitting even Prescott's stern vigilance.
Dick Prescott gave vent to a gasp. He felt his heart thumping as he wheeled, dashing after Dave.
But Darrin was in his element now, neither to be stopped, nor overtaken. Dodging with marvellous agility and craft three Army men who sought to bar his way, Dave went pantingly over the Army goal line—-scoring a touchdown!
What a fearful tumult ascended from the seats of the Navy's sympathizers over on the stands!
The Navy had proved itself, by scoring the only touchdown.
Lieutenant Carney groaned inwardly. Two to five now—-and the
Army coach saw no more hope of scoring for this day.
Flushed, happy, the midshipmen ran back to form their line for the try for goal.
That kick missed fire. No matter! Five to two for the Navy, anyhow!
At the signal the Army and Navy lined up to fight out what was left of time to play the game.