You can see for yourself." He nodded toward the open door of his locker on the floor of which lay a pile of what were evidently bath towels.

"I forgot to send them to the wash before I went away in the spring.

If you ask Danny he might let you have one.

I guess he's around somewhere." Steve found the trainer leaning against the doorway of the rubbing room.
"'Tis Sam Edwards!" greeted Danny.

"An' how did it go to-day, me boy ?" "Pretty good, thanks.