He intended to make them beg, from Wadleigh down, before he would go on to the finish of his togging.
Drayne knew when he had the advantage of them.
"Don't be a fool, Drayne," broke in Hudson hotly.
"Or a traitor to your school," added another.
"Be a man!" In Drayne's present frame of mind all these appeals served to fan his inward fury.
"Shut up, all of you!" he snapped.

"I've listened to all the roasting I intend to stand.

I'm out of the game!" Several looked blankly at "Hen" Wadleigh.
"Whom have you to put in his place ?" Grayson demanded hoarsely.
Drayne heard and it was balm to his soul.

He started to pull off his football trousers.
Outside, the band started upon a lively gallop.

The crowd began to cheer.