“Shan’t you let them play at all this half?” said Fisher.
“That depends on themselves,” said Yorke.
“Hullo! here they come,” said Ranger.
The two Moderns were a little disconcerted to find themselves confronted with the body of Classic seniors.
“Oh, you’re engaged,” said Clapperton; “we’ll come again.”
“No, we were talking about the team; I suppose that’s what you’ve come about.”
“Yes,” said Clapperton; “we want to know what it means!”
“Really I don’t see how it could have been put plainer. It means that the fifteen men named are going to play on Saturday.”
“Look here, Yorke,” said Clapperton, “if you think I’ve come over here to beg you to put Dangle and me into the team, you’re mistaken—”
“I don’t think it. You know it’s impossible.”