that he had been injured or that he was in Dutch with the Office or—or something? See what I mean, sir? She couldn't be certain that we'd notice his not playing."
"Yes, probably she would have," acknowledged the other. "Well, granting your idea's the right one, Deane, who do you take it is to get Grosfawk's job at catching passes and getting off with them? Or who has got it already?"
Loring shook his head. "That's what I can't make out, sir. They've been building up a forward-passing game in secret, but the reports from there don't actually say so. You've got to read between the lines. In the outside games five players have taken passes, and only one of them, Loomis, is mentioned more than the others. Loomis is their regular left end. He was on their team last year, and fellows I've talked with say he wasn't much of a player."
Mr. Babcock was silent for a long moment. Then he asked briskly: "Think you could get to Cotterville next Saturday, Deane?"
