Holmes raced on with waving hand. “Quarter, sir!” he called. “You’re off, Simms!”
“Oh, get out of here!” snapped Simms.
“Payson’s orders,” answered Holmes.
“You’re delaying the game, Yardley,” came the warning. Simms looked at Holmes indecisively. Then his head went down and he walked away.
“Now then, fellows,” called Holmes. “Get into it! You’re not playing! Brace up, Stark, brace up! Let’s put this over in six plays, fellows!”
Brinspool got a yard and a half through center and Greene followed with four yards past left tackle. Holmes darted through right guard for the distance, squirming and fighting.
“First down!” The referee waved his arm to the linesmen.
“Line up quick!” roared Holmes. “Over with it! Let’s try their left, fellows!”
And Holmes actually sent Greene against the left wing, but gained less than a yard. Brinspool tried the other side and got past for four.
“Kick formation! Burtis back! Hold hard now!”