Penny, however, was very elusive, and it was not until a few minutes before the game started that Amy finally located him in the top row of the temporary grand-stand. Even then Amy could only get within shouting distance, but shouting distance sufficed.
"Penny!" called Amy. "Hi, Penny!"
Penny smiled and waved.
"Had any news?" asked Amy in a confidential shout.
Penny looked blank for an instant. Then a slow smile lighted his face and he nodded vehemently.
"Yes," he called. "This morning, Byrd! It's all right about--you know!"
"Awfully glad," replied Amy. "Mr. Detweiler just told me! See you after the game."
"Sit down, Amy!" said a friend in the stand.
"Yes, clear the aisle, please, Byrd," called another.
Amy smiled and hurried back to his seat next to Bob Chase just as the two teams, having warmed up and experimented with what little breeze was cutting across the gridiron, withdrew to their respective sides of the field. A final long-drawn cheer for Brimfield issued from the south stand, was answered by a more thunderous one from the opposite seats, the teams lined up, the captains waved their hands to the referee and Claflin's left guard sent the nice new yellow ball arching away against the sky.