He was not chosen at all for the scrub team.
Yet, as he had nearly a score of companions, out of the large football squad, he had no special reason to feel hurt.

Those who had not been picked for either team lined up at the sides.
There was a chance that some of them might be called out as subs, though practice in signal work was hardly likely to result in any of the players being injured.
Drayne did not appear to take his mild snub very seriously.
In fact, after his one outbreak before the team captain, and his subsequent remarks to the girls, Drayne had appeared to fall in line, satisfied even to be a member of the school's big squad.
The ball was placed for a snap-back, and Coach Morton sounded the whistle.
"Twelve-nine-seventeen---twenty-eight---four!" called Dave Darrin.
Then the scrimmage was on in earnest.

As soon as the play had properly developed Mr.

Morton blew his whistle, for this was practice only in the signal part.
Then Hudson took the ball and Dalzell called off: "Nine---eight---thirteen---two!" Again the ball was put in play, to be stopped after ten seconds.
So it went on through the afternoon's work.

The substitutes on the side lines watched with deep interest, for they, too, had to learn all the signal work.
Within three afternoons of practice Dick had nearly all of his players so that they knew every signal, and were instantly ready to execute their parts in whatever was called for.
But there was no danger of knowing the signals too well.