“I think so,” answered Professor Tines. “I seldom like to reverse myself, but I feel that it is warranted on this occasion. I will vote to remove the ban that has been on Mr. Henderson, and restore him to his full college rights and privileges.”
“I think we all feel the same way,” spoke Professor Bogardus, the science teacher, “and I am glad that I can change my vote.”
“I think we all are,” went on Dr. Churchill. “Mr. Henderson, I congratulate you, in the name of the college, for bearing up as you did, in the face of heavy odds. You are now a Sophomore in good standing, and——”
“May I play on the team?” burst out Sid.
“You may,” answered the genial old doctor, his eyes twinkling, “and I’ll be there to see you win, at least for the last part of the game. The ban is removed, Mr. Henderson.”
“Thank you, all,” spoke Sid feelingly to the assembled professors. Then, turning to his companion, he added: “Come on, Guy. I’m going to get in the last game, after all.”
“No, I’ll not come. You’ve had enough of me. I’m going back to mother. She—she needs me now,” and the former sportily-attired lad turned away.
Sid hurried over to the gymnasium. His heart was beating in wild exultation. At last he was eligible to play on the nine! He could help them to win, for that Randall would lose never entered his head.
He reached the gymnasium. It seemed strangely deserted and quiet for a championship day. Sid felt a sense as if an icy hand was clutching his heart.