The Cambridge men now were pressing; the ball was flung back to Cardillac, who threw to Olva.

The Dublin line was only a few yards away and Olva was over.

Lawrence kicked a goal and Cambridge had now five points to the Dublin ten.
Cambridge now awoke to its responsibilities.

The Dublin men seemed to be flagging a little, and Tester and Buchan, having apparently decided that Olva was himself again, played their accustomed game.
But what had happened to Dune?
There he had been his old casual superior self during the first half of the game.

Now he was that inspired player that the Harlequin match had once revealed him.