"I'll jump out and attend to it, now.

Walk down Main Street, when you're through, and you'll run into me." Prescott, nodding, went on with his writing, turning out page after page.

Then he rose, placing the sheets on News Editor Bradley's desk.
"I'm pretty sure you'll find it all right, Mr.Bradley," declared Dick.

"Now, I must get home, for I'm due in bed in half an hour." "Training and newspaper work don't go well together," laughed the news editor.

"However, your football season will soon be over.