"Yes, Marsden's hurt is more serious than they thought; they want me to take his place, for the time at least."
"Yes," assented Frances as he paused.
"I used to play at home on the old college team."
"You will accept?"
"I think so; it means hard training and," with a short laugh, "abstemious living, but I think I will."
"I am glad!" cried Frances impulsively. At the warmth of her friendliness the young man's eyes spoke a warmer language yet. The girl's glances fell.
Lawson made an impulsive step forward, drew a long hard breath, his hands clenched, though he did not know it; then, "Good night!" he said quietly, "and thank you for a very pleasant evening."