“The girls are waiting for you!” he called back as he laughed, and Tom blushed.
“Congratulations!” exclaimed Madge Tyler, as Tom climbed his way to her and the others. He was being greeted on all sides by those on the grandstand, but he had eyes for only one.
“I guess you were the mascot,” he whispered, as he sat down in a place Miss Tyler made for him. Tom clasped her hand.
“And our poor college isn’t in it,” said Ruth Clinton sadly.
“There’s a chance yet,” declared Mabel Harrison.
“Not with Sid Henderson to do the broad jump,” asserted Tom confidently.
Madge Tyler hastily made a bow of yellow and maroon and pinned it on one lapel of her jacket, to balance the colors of her own college.
“You’re a traitor!” exclaimed Helen Newton.
“I am not. I’m only paying respect to the victor,” said Madge with a laugh.