In the end he laid it beside him on the desk.
"I think you've got it, Burr," he said quietly, "I think you've got it, my boy.

If this works out the way it should, your nightmare will be the luckiest thing that's happened at Erskine for several years.

Draw your chair up here--I beg your pardon; I forgot.

I'll do the moving myself." He placed his own chair beside Sydney's and handed the diagram to him.

"Now just go over this, will you; tell me just what your idea is." [Illustration] Sydney, still excited over the night's happenings, drew a ready pencil from his pocket, and began rather breathlessly: "I've placed the Robinson players in the positions that our second team occupies for the tackle-tandem.