Erskine 10, Opponents 6, said the score-board.
CHAPTER XXIV
AFTER THE BATTLE
"You'll not get off so easily this time," said the doctor.
"No, sir," replied Neil, striving to look concerned.
He was back on the couch again, just where he had been four weeks previous, with his shoulder swathed about in bandages just as it had been then.
"I can't see what you were thinking about," went on the other irritably, "to go on playing after you'd bust things up again."
"No, sir--that is, I'm sure I don't know." Neil's tone was very meek, but the doctor nevertheless looked at him suspiciously.
"Humph! Much you care, I guess. But, just the same, my fine fellow, it'll be Christmas before you have the use of that arm again. That'll give you time to see what an idiot you were."