“Then,” said Dick, “I’ll issue my first order.”
“Shoot!” laughed Lanny.
“Very well. The First Squad is disbanded.”
“Eh?” gasped Lanny.
“What?” exclaimed George.
“Also the Sub Team and the Third Squad,” continued Dick calmly. “To-morrow at three o’clock all candidates will report to me on the field dressed to play.”
“What—what’s the idea?” asked Gordon.
“We’re going to start over,” returned Dick quietly, “and any fellow who wants a place on the team has got to work for it!”