The cup went to Merevale's that year. The Babe played a singularly brilliant game for them.
8 — THE MANOEUVRES OF CHARTERIS
Chapter 1
'Might I observe, sir—'
'You may observe whatever you like,' said the referee kindly. 'Twenty-five.'
'The rules say—'
'I have given my decision. Twenty-five!' A spot of red appeared on the official cheek. The referee, who had been heckled since the kick-off, was beginning to be annoyed.
'The ball went behind without bouncing, and the rules say—'