THE PURPLE PENNANT
Perry and waved to him, and Perry forced his way through the throng just as Guy Felker reached up and placed the purple pennant in Fudge's hand.
"W-w-w-what's this?" stammered Fudge.
"It's yours, Fudge!" shouted Guy. "You've won the meet and you get the pennant!"
"B-b-but I d-d-didn't w-w-win this, d-d-did I?" gasped Fudge.
"You bet!"
"W-w-well, but wh-wh-why?"
"Because we needed three points to win the meet, you old idiot," laughed Guy, "and you got them for us!"
"And," supplemented a voice that sounded like Curtis Wayland's, "for numerous other reasons!"
And Fudge, borne forward again, waving the purple pennant high in air, had the grace to blush.
