“If you want to do us a real favor,” said Bennett, “beat Park College Monday. They have had that banner entirely too long, and I’d give a good deal to see you win it.”
“What do you think of our chances?” asked Ray.
“Good; that is, if you play the game you did with us. Both Slade and I are going over to Berkeley Monday afternoon, and we’ll lend our voices to cheer you on.”
With such encouragement and good wishes we left Halford early Monday morning.
“Do you know,” said Tony Larcom, as our train moved away from Halford, “those fellows have treated us so nicely, that I feel half ashamed of having beaten them?”
“Well, it does seem a poor sort of return for their kindness,” said Dick Palmer; “and yet if we had lost the game I do not think that all their attention could have quite reconciled me to it. We’ll strike a marked contrast at Berkeley.”
“Yes; I don’t think that the Park men will embarrass us with their attentions,” remarked Ray dryly.
CHAPTER XXVII
OUR RECEPTION AT BERKELEY
Whatever shadow of doubt may have remained in our minds concerning Arnold, was speedily dissipated on our arrival at Berkeley. No one came to meet us at the depot; but when we reached the Wyman Hotel, we found Arnold and Beard awaiting us there.