"What's that?" Cateye and Judd shouted, jumping to their feet.
"That's what!" rejoiced Pole. "Gee, that's great news! I just heard about it a minute ago."
"You bet it's great news! Whoopee, Judd, that means football practice again to-night!"
Cateye began to dance a Highland fling of his own invention. "And my injured knee is practically well now. Maybe I won't be able to hit that old line, huh?"
Judd and Pole winked at each other.
"The silly boy," grinned Judd.
"The news has upset him," laughed Pole.
The appearance of Judd and Cateye upon the gridiron that afternoon was the signal for a great ovation. The members of the second team crowded about their idol, Judd, and immediately began plotting the destruction of the "beloved" varsity. Cateye, meanwhile, was kept busy answering greetings from his old team-mates.
"Hello, Cateye, how's that knee of yours?" It was Neil, quarterback, speaking.
"Fine!" responded Cateye, adjusting his shoulder pads.