After supper that Sunday evening Alf Loring came up to Dan’s room for a visit. Tubby and Jake Hiltz were present when he arrived and Tubby at once began to be unpleasant.
“I didn’t suppose you were speaking to common folks now, Loring,” said Tubby with a grin. “I’m real flattered.”
“What’s flattered you?” asked Loring cheerfully.
“Why, you speaking to me,” answered Tubby. “You’re the whole thing on the team now, aren’t you?”
Loring frowned but kept his temper.
“Pretty much, thank you, Tubby,” he said. “I believe there are several other fellows on it, but I never pay any attention to them; except Vinton here. Vinton’s our forward pass expert and something of a hero just at present. I have to be condescending to him.”
“I thought so,” sneered Tubby. Hiltz grinned maliciously.
Dan took the conversation in hand and he and Loring talked football for awhile, the others listening and finding nothing to say. But Tubby wasn’t one to remain long in silence when he could think of anything unpleasant. And presently,
“Say, Loring, I suppose you’ll be captain next year, won’t you?”
Loring flushed and bit his lip.