"That's so. My, isn't it tough! And just when we won the best game of the season!" cried Andy.
But Frank did not hear him. He was hurrying over the field on his way to the dressing-room, unheeding the calls of his comrades to stay and join in a final celebration.
"This is the end," Frank was saying to Lawyer Bolton a little later. "I want this business settled and Mr. Callum prevented from annoying Mrs. Morton."
"And I was just going to send you word that it would be," said the lawyer. "The bonds have just been sold at a handsome profit. The court proceedings are over and the widow and her daughter are in good circumstances. Professor Callum's money is ready for him, and the attachment will be vacated at once. Here is the court order. I've been attending to the case all day."
"And we've been playing football—we won," explained Frank briefly.
"Then maybe you'd like to take these papers to Mrs. Morton," suggested the lawyer. "I will send her a check next week."
Frank lost no time in going to the house of the widow. At first she could not believe the good news, but when he showed her the court order vacating the attachment she wept. This time no one had been put in possession, so it was not necessary to get rid of an unwelcome visitor.
"And so you won the game," Gertrude said to Frank a little later. "I wanted to come, but—well, I couldn't leave mother."
"I understand," he said, as he shook hands at parting. "Now I've got to go back to school and help Andy pack up."
"You—you aren't going?" she faltered.