He and Darrin can put anything over in the line of craft," laughed Fred Ripley.
Ripley was in togs, but was not playing.

He was on the sub line, today, awaiting a call in case any player of his team became disabled.
"Darrin and Prescott are all right," nodded Wadleigh gruffly.
"But they have endurance limits, like other human beings.

Don't rely too much upon any two or three men, fellows.

Now, in the second half"-- -here Wadleigh lowered his voice---"I'm going to spare Prescott and Darrin all I can.

So you other fellows look out for hard work." Dick's eyes were still flashing.