From the direction of the yard came a long volley of cheers for Erskine.

Dinner was over and the fellows were ready for the celebration; they were warming up.
"Great times to-night," said Paul happily.

"I wish you were going out to the field with us, Neil." "Maybe I will." "If you try it I'll strap you down," replied Paul indignantly.

"By the way, Mills told me to announce his coming.

He's terribly tickled, is Mills, although he doesn't say very much." "He's still wondering how you went stale before the game and then played the way you did," said Sydney.