"You may be about used up." "Let me have the kick.

I'm not afraid," Dave half boasted, for now he could think of nothing but victory.
"All right.

Take it," agreed Hepson.
Dave Darrin did take the kick.

Never had he made a better one.

The ball went straight and true between the goal-posts.
The band-leader held his baton poised, but the Navy spectators broke into such a riot of joy that he let the baton fall inertly.
"What's the use ?" he asked the musicians.
Again the players lined up, with the Navy; score eight to six.
Ten seconds later, the whistle blew, announcing the end of the game..