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him his sweater and send him back to the gym. That was all I needed to see, sir."

Mr. Deane chuckled, and Mrs. Deane said admiringly: "I think that was very, very clever, dear."

"Thanks, moms, but it really wasn't. Any one could have called the turn. I suppose they thought we didn't know that they'd been working up that forward-passing stuff under cover. They'd kept it pretty well hidden. If they had thought twice, though, they wouldn't have shown their hand like that."

"It's safe to say they wish they hadn't," chuckled Mr. Deane. "I suppose they're wondering now what happened, eh?"

"They know what happened," laughed Loring, "but it's a bit late! I wish we had managed to get one score in that half, though. Wolcott will come back pretty hard, I guess."

Both teams had made changes when they faced each other once more. For Wyndham, Williams was at left end, Couch at right end, Higgs at center, Breeze at right guard and Houston at quarter. The Blue chose the north goal and kicked off to Wolcott. The wind had decreased perceptibly and grown flukey, and Ogden's kick-off went out of bounds on Wolcott's twenty-seven yards. Three minutes later the Brown had crossed the middle of the field and taken the pigskin into Wyndham territory. Faking a forward-pass, she sent her left half, a fresh player who had relieved Hoskins, on a wide run around the right end. Couch was neatly boxed and the ball went to the thirty-