Evidently Claflin accepted the bluff in good faith, for, although there were cries of "Fake!" the Claflin ends played well in.
Marvin called his signals once, hesitated and pulled Kendall closer in to protect the kicker.

Then, "Signals!" he shouted.

"16--34--27--19!" He glanced sharply around the back-field.

"16--34--27----" Back went the ball, but not to McClure.

The quarter had it and was stepping back out of the path of the plunging players.