“We need the jump points; don’t we, Tom?” asked Frank, as he managed to find a place near the runner, who was the hero of the hour.
“We sure do. But I guess we can depend on Sid.”
Preparations for the final event were going forward. The games were almost over. But, so close had been the contests, and so well distributed were the points that even with all the hard work on the part of her representatives, Randall could not win unless she got the last event. Otherwise there might be a tie between Boxer Hall and Exter, that would have to be played off later, if either got another first place.
The jumping contestants were out on the field. They were receiving their last instructions, and drawing for places. Sid got fifth chance.
There was a lull in the proceedings. The band had rendered several airs, and the cheer leaders and their cohorts were getting their voices in shape for the final songs.
“All ready!” called the starter. “Come on now, finish things up.”
“How about you, Sid?” asked Holly, as he stood beside the lad on whom, as it had on Tom, so much depended.
“I’m all right,” was the confident answer. “I don’t know what these other fellows are going to do, but I’ll do my best.”
“We know that, Sid.”
Then the take-off was cleared, and the jumping began.