"Ask me a foolish question, will you? Put him in! I'll shove him in, and poke him down the throats of that gang of quitters out there."
Gaffney went over to his crowd. "We've got to get Mulvy here, fellows," he shouted, "Unless we do, it's good night."
"Well, it's good night, then," remarked Tom Ruggeri, one of the upper class boys. Then he added, "You don't suppose any one would jump into the game after the dose he got yesterday, do you?"
"Not any one, but some one, and I believe Mulvy is just that some one," retorted Gaffney.
"Well, go ahead and get him then," was the rejoinder.
"You fellows don't know that boy. You have him down as a thug. I'm going to show you you're wrong."
He found Dick with Ned and Tommy. "Hey, Dick, you're a friend of Mulvy's. We want you to help us to get him here for the second half. Will you do it?"
"No, I will not," answered Dick. "He has been humiliated enough already. To ask him now to play with a crowd that kicked him out yesterday is an insult."
"So, you won't come with me, kid?"
"No."