The Rustlers at first looked dismayed over it all, but in another instant a cheer had broken loose from them.
It was the business of the Rustlers to harry the Navy team all they could---to beat the Navy, if possible, for the Rustlers received their name from the fact that they were expected to make the team members rustle to keep their places.
Just the same the Rustlers were delighted to find themselves beaten by a trick so simple and splendid that it fairly took their breath away.

For it was the Navy team, not the Rustlers, who met the enemy from the colleges and from West Point.

Rustlers and team men alike prayed for the triumph of the Navy in every game that was fought out.
"You never told me that you had that trick, Darry," muttered Wolgast, in the rest that followed this swift, brilliant play.
"I wanted to show it to you before telling you about it" laughed Dave.
"Why ?" "Because I didn't know whether it were any good." "Any good?
Why, Darry, if you can get up one or two more like that you'll be the greatest gridiron tactician that the Navy has ever had!" "I didn't get up that one," Dave confessed modestly.
"You didn't, Mr.Darrin ?" interposed Coach Parker.

"Who did ?" "Mr.Jetson, sir." "I helped a bit," admitted Jetson, turning red as he found himself the center of admiring gazes.

"Dalzell and Darrin helped work it out, too." "Have you any more like that one, Mr.Darrin ?" questioned Coach Parker.
"I think we have a few, sir," Dave smiled steadily.
"Are you ready to exhibit them, Mr.Darrin ?" "We'll show 'em all, if you order it, sir," Darrin answered respectfully.