Neil dropped back and the pigskin settled into his ready hands.

When it next touched earth it was in Robinson's possession on her own fifty yards.

That punt brought a burst of applause from the north seats.

Robinson tried tackle-tandem again and Neil and Pearse stopped it short.

Again, and again there was no advance; but when Neil picked himself out of the pile-up he made the discovery that something was radically wrong with his right arm and shoulder.