Carmine was playing back in centre, with Kendall across the field, and it was into Carmine's territory that the ball was going.

Suddenly Clint saw Carmine start quickly up the field toward them and guessed that the kick was short.

Kendall was heading across to interfere for the catcher.
"Get the interference," cried Turner.
But it wasn't to happen that way, for Edwards had circled around and, even as Turner issued his command, Edwards and Kendall went over together in a heap and the ball settled into Carmine's arms.

Turner leaped toward him, Carmine swayed aside and Turner went past.

It was Clint who hurled himself at the quarter, wrapped eager arms about his knees and toppled him to earth so savagely that the pigskin bounded out of his clutch.