“Oh, don’t be a silly ass!” said Bert angrily. “You’re too blamed particular. Why, great Scott! lots of the schools have fellows on their football and baseball teams that aren’t any better than Cameron. Look at Bursley!”
“Maybe lots of them do, but that isn’t any reason that we should. Besides, I don’t believe many of them are like that. Bursley may be, but how about Fairview?”
“She’d take Cameron in a minute if she could get him!”
“I don’t believe it, Bert.”
“You don’t have to. Maybe you know a lot more about it than I do!”
“Well, anyway, I think it’s a pretty poor piece of business. It isn’t as though we couldn’t get a winning team out of a hundred and fifty fellows, either; that makes it worse; we’re dishonest when there isn’t the least excuse for it. You needn’t tell me we couldn’t win from Fairview one year out of two without this Cameron fellow. Are there any more like him here?”
“You find out! I’ve told you all I’m going to. You make me tired, putting on airs as though Beechcroft wasn’t as good as any old school out where you come from.”
“She’s better than some of them,” answered Hansel calmly, “but I don’t know of a school out my way with half the reputation that Beechcroft has that would do such a thing.”
“Rot!”
“It’s so, just the same.”