There are a few tricks left in the bag still, before we reach the bottom." "But, see here, I'm pretty lame at that, after the stumble and fall I had, Hugh," said "Just" Smith eagerly; "perhaps the referee would let me throw up my job if he saw how badly my shin has been scraped." "Oh! you're in pretty good shape still, 'Just,' and you know it," remarked Hugh, smiling at the evident determination of his friend to sacrifice himself for the general good.

"When we start play again we'll try the last dodge Mr.Leonard taught us, and see if it'll work for a goal.

It's clean sport, and nothing tricky, you know." So "Just" Smith shrugged his shoulders, and did not seem at all happy, though he let the matter drop.

Hugh wondered, though, what that grim look on his face meant, and, later on, had a hazy idea that he had found out.
The game started again.

Encouraged by their success, Belleville again took matters in their own hands and forced the fighting.