“There is no way out, except my resignation,” answered Frank, “and I hereby tender it now, formally, and ask that it be accepted at once. Then you can go into the games with a clean slate, and—win!”
[CHAPTER XXVII]
“WHAT’S TO BE DONE?”
For perhaps five seconds no one spoke after Frank had announced his decision, a decision that meant more to him than anyone suspected. Then there came a spontaneous cheer—a cheer for the lad who could sacrifice himself for the honor of his college.
“What’s the matter with Frank Simpson?” again demanded Bean Perkins.
Instantly came the answer:
“He’s all right!”
“Tiger!” yelled the irrepressible Bean, and the yellow-striped cheer was given with a will.
“Well, I suppose there’s nothing else to be done,” spoke Holly, regretfully.