and now he was beginning to weaken. He staggered round between plays, gasping for breath, and called for water, and sometimes lay on the ground after a scrimmage until the full time limit had expired. He had never been so used up in practice, and after each play he would lie wondering how much longer the half was going to last.
And all the time Andrews seemed to be growing stronger. Fortunately, Perry, the Corinthian left tackle, was able to handle his opponent and give Harry some support besides. And Harry, who was not unaware of this, had never felt more grateful to any one in his life.
Then, suddenly, the Pythians flashed their trick play. Rupert Ormsby darted from his position, and Andrews ran from his. They met behind the quarter-back, and nearly all the Pythian eleven ran with Andrews.
But it was Rupert who had taken the ball, and he and the quarter-back shot out round Harry's end, while nearly the whole Corinthian team was struggling to break up the attack on the other side of the line.
