“Will you wait here for us?” asked Tom. “We’ll take you over to Fairview, then, eh, Phil?”
“Surest thing you know!” exclaimed the quarter-back. “That is, if Madge is agreeable.”
He looked at her. She blushed just a trifle, and, with a little gesture, answered:
“If Ruth insists on having her brother, why——”
“But I don’t want my brother!” cried Ruth gaily. “Whoever heard of a sister walking with her own brother? I’m going to let you have him, and I—er—I——” She paused, blushing.
“I’ll fill in!” cried Tom quickly.
Madge looked at him, but said nothing.
A little later on Tom, beside Ruth, and Phil, walking with Madge, started for the trolley to Fairview. As they were crossing the campus, which was thronged with players, visitors and some of the Boxer Hall team and its supporters, Wallops, the messenger, came along with a telegram in his hand.
“Is that for me?” asked Phil eagerly, and his face was pale, while his voice trembled. His sister looked quickly at him. Evidently she feared the same thing he did.