There was a scuffle, but Coach Morton helped.

A minute more and the handcuffs had been snapped in place.
In the eyes of the recent kicker, back on the field, there now appeared a gleam of something very much akin to enthusiasm.
"What do you say, now ?" asked that man's companion.

"Though, of course, Prescott and Holmes knew that help wasn't far off." "It doesn't make any difference," retorted the recent kicker.
"Either boy might have been killed by that big brute before the help could have arrived." "Then does football teach nerve ?" "It certainly must!" agreed the recent kicker..