More than that, he had once nailed the redoubtable Kendall well behind the line, receiving an extremely hard look from the half-back, and had on two occasions got down the field under the punt in time to tackle the catcher.

Yes, Clint was very well satisfied with himself today, so well pleased that the fact that he had bruised his left knee so that he had to limp a little as he went upstairs didn't trouble him a mite.

He hoped Amy would be back from that silly tennis tournament so that he might tell him all about it.

But Amy wasn't back, as he discovered presently.
What met his eyes as he opened the door from the staircase well, however, put Amy quite out of his mind for awhile.
The door of his own room was closed, but the doors of 13 and 15 were open, and midway between them a rather startling drama was being enacted.

The participants were Penny Durkin, Harmon Dreer and a smaller boy whose name afterwards transpired to be Melville.