Was there ever such luck?
What good is Burr's patent, double-action, self-inking, cylindrical, switch-back defense if we haven't got a line that will hold together long enough for us to get off our toes?
It--it's rotten luck, that's what it is." And the varsity quarter-back groaned dolorously.
"But what does Cowan say ?" asked Neil.
"Don't ask me," said Foster.

"I don't know what he says, and I don't believe it will matter.

He's got professional written all over his face." "But he played last year," said Paul.

"Why didn't they protest him then ?" "I'll pass again," answered Foster.

"Maybe they hadn't discovered it--whatever it is--then; maybe--" "Listen!" said Neil.
Some one stamped up the steps and entered the front door.