COWAN BECOMES INDIGNANT Breakfast at the training-table that morning was a strange meal, to which the fellows loitered in at whatever hour best pleased them.

Many showed signs of restless slumber, and the trainer was as watchful as an old hen with a brood of chickens.

For some there were Saturday morning recitations; those who were free were sent out to the field at ten o'clock and were put through a twenty-minute signal practise.

Among these were Neil and Paul.

A trot four times around the gridiron ended the morning's work, and they were dismissed with orders to report at twelve o'clock for lunch.
Neil, Paul, and Foster walked back together, and it was the last that suggested going down to the depot to see the arrival of the Robinson players.