“Just what we told him would happen,” declared Poke. “He ought to be mighty grateful to us for giving him the tip.”
“He will probably send up a set of engraved resolutions, thanking us,” said Jim dryly.
“What I want to know is,” remarked Jeffrey as they passed through the cottage gate, “what the team’s going to do without Gary at right guard.”
“I wonder myself,” mused Gil as they took their places on the porch. “Probably they’ll bring Parker over from the second. But it’s going to weaken the team like anything.”
“How long will J. G. keep him on pro?” asked Poke.
“Search me. Maybe he will let him back in time for the big game. That’s not much more than a month away now.”
“I hope he will,” said Jeffrey. “We certainly need him in the line.”
“But think of Nancy rearing up and being saucy like that!” marveled Poke. “I could hardly believe my own little eyes, fellows!”
“It’s a case of the worm will turn,” observed Jeffrey.
“And here comes the worm,” whispered Jim.