"If he had let me go in earlier they wouldn't have gained so much on us," he said boastfully.
"Oh, get out!" cried Dutton in disgust. "Why, one of the biggest gains they made was around your end, and it resulted in a touchdown.
"Well, my foot slipped."
"And I guess the fellow's did who kicked me," said Ray grimly. "But don't make any cracks like that Porter. You're no better than the rest of us."
"I'm not saying I am, but I want to play from the start of the game next time."
He importuned Dick to this end, as soon as active practice was resumed, but Tom Coleton was again available and the captain did not feel like displacing him.
"He'd better look out, or I'll fix him!" threatened Porter to his crony Weston.
"What do you mean?"
"Dick Hamilton. He ought to let me play. I'll get square somehow."
"Oh, I wouldn't talk that way," said Weston weakly. He wanted to be loyal to his team, yet he was under obligations to Porter for he owed him a large sum of money. "You wouldn't do anything mean, would you?" he asked.