"Yes, your name——"
Dick paused a moment.
"Well!" panted his roommate.
"Is there all right. You're on the Varsity."
"What position?"
"Left guard—where you wanted to play."
"But what about you, Dick?"
"Oh, I'm down at quarter all right," and from the calm way in which he said it those who heard him would never have imagined that Dick's heart had almost stopped beating when, for a brief moment, he thought he had caught sight of his name on the second list.
"Good, old man!" cried Paul fervently as he clasped his chum's hand. "I knew you'd make it. Now we'll see what sort of a team we'll have with the two changes. Are those the only ones made?"
"Yes, Porter and Naylor are off."