Their errand being done, the three Grammar School boys would have risen to go, but Mrs. Dexter detained them, asking many questions about their school life.
Then, somehow, the story came out of the newly organized Central Grammar football squad.
"Oh, but that is going to be fine!" cried Mrs. Dexter. "Manly sports always make boys stronger, and give them a better sense of fair play when such a sense is needed. You'll have uniforms, of course. What will your uniforms be like?"
"That's one of the points we haven't decided on yet," smiled Dick. "The uniforms will have to come, in good time."
"Your football organization has a treasurer, of course?"
"He's a luxury we don't need yet," laughed Dave.
"Why not?"
"Because there isn't any treasury."
"Yet there will be, of course—that is, if——"
Suddenly Mrs. Dexter looked mightily pleased and clapped her hands.