"Time!" he cried, and obedient to his demand the referee's whistle piped.

"Give your place to Post, Wills!" he commanded, and then, limping to Joel, he led that youth apart.
"Can you play ?" he asked hoarsely.
"Yes." "Then get in there at full-back, and, O March, kick us out of this bloody place! I'll give you the ball on the next down.

Kick it for all you're worth." He gave Joel a shove.

"All right, Mr.Referee!" The whistle sounded.
Forward charged St.Eustace.But, gathering encouragement from the knowledge that back of them stood a full who would put them out of danger if the opportunity were given him, Hillton stood fast.
"Second down, five yards to gain!" cried the umpire.
Again the wearers of bedraggled blue stockings surged and broke against the line.

And again there was no gain.