“You won’t?”
“No, I’d rather not.” Hopkins turned angrily away.
“All right. It’s up to you, then, Green.”
Green, the right tackle, nodded. He didn’t look as though he was anxious for the honor, but he said nothing. That afternoon the First had little trouble doing as it liked with the Second, but it wasn’t because of any special brilliancy on the part of the First. After supper Gus Devens went over to 24 Holden. Both Hopkins and Prentiss were in.
“I don’t believe you have any right to depose me, Hopkins,” said Gus.
“I’ve got every right,” answered Hopkins. “I appointed you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but I have an idea that if I take the matter to faculty they’ll decide against you.”
“Try it,” challenged Prentiss.
“Well, I’d thought of it, but I guess I won’t. Instead of that I’m going to get out.”