"Well, none of the other fellows like him. You wouldn't get good team work if he played."
"Are you sure?" asked Captain Rutledge.
"Sure. He's not popular."
"What's the matter with him?"
"Well, he's got too much money, and he's always trying to make it known. He gives himself as many airs as if he came of an old family."
This was an unjust accusation, but the coach and captain did not know it, as they were upper-class cadets, and did not mingle much with the freshmen.
"Well, we won't want to get an unpopular fellow on the eleven," said the coach, dubiously.
"No, indeed," agreed the captain. "Still, we need good players. Suppose we give him a trial?"
"You'll be sorry if you do," Dutton assured them.
Dick longed to drop the rod, leap over the hedge and give a well-deserved threshing to Dutton, but he knew he would lose more than he would gain. He was brought quickly out of his fit of righteous anger by the sharp command of the officer in charge of the surveying party.