Scores of people turned back from that fire with tears in their eyes.
They had seen this day something that they would remember all their lives.
"Dick and Dave were wondering whether they had courage enough for the military service," sobbed Laura Bentley, in the privacy of Belles room. "They have courage enough for anything!"
Dick was up and about the next day, though he did not go to school.
Moreover, later reports placed him out of serious danger. The football squad was gloomy enough, however. Their star left end man would not be in shape for the big Thanksgiving Day game.
CHAPTER XXII
THE THANKSGIVING DAY GAME
Say, you're a great one, Prescott, to throw us down in this way," chaffed Drayne, as Dick strolled into dressing quarters.
"Oh, come, now!" broke in Darrin impatiently. "It's bad enough, Drayne, to have to play side partner to you in the biggest game in the year, without having to listen to your fat-headed criticism of better men."
Drayne flushed, and might have retorted, had not Wadleigh broken in, in measured tones, yet with much significance in his voice: