“Yes, sir.” Kendall was still in the dark and the man noticed it and laughed.
“You don’t remember me after all, do you?” he laughed.
“I—I know that I know you,” stammered Kendall, “but—but—”
“Ever kick a football?” asked the other slyly.
“Mr. Dana!” cried Kendall. “Gee, I knew I knew you!”
[CHAPTER XXV]
“CHANGE SIGNALS!”
“You’ve got it right,” said Mr. Dana. “Here, let’s sit down; I want to talk to you.” He looked toward the bench and one of the Second Team fellows got up politely and moved to another seat. “Now tell me all about it. This is your first year, eh? Well, do you like it? Was I wrong when I used to tell you to come to Yardley?”
“No, sir, I like it very much indeed.”