"You think he's a better man than you are, eh?"
Don nodded again, but hesitatingly.
"Or you've taken pity on him and want him to play against Claflin, perhaps."
"Yes, sir. You see, his folks are going to be here and they'll expect him to play!"
"Oh, I see. You and Walton come from the same town? But of course you don't. How did you know his folks were coming, then?"
"He told me."
"When?"
"About—some time last week."
"Was it the day you had that talk about the position and which of you was to have it?"
"I guess so. Yes, sir, it was that time."