Confound
him, he has no business at all in the Army! Why should he be?
Then, after a pause, a cunning look crept slowly into the eyes
of the turnback, as he throbbed under his breath:
If I can have anything to do with it, he wont be much longer in
the Army!
For just a moment, ere the teams left the field, the old Gridley
chums had a chance to rush over to each other.
"I was afraid of you, Dick," Dave confessed. "Not more than I was
of you, Dave, laughed Prescott."
"Did you find the Army such easy stuff to use as a doormat, Dan?"
queried Greg dryly.
"Oh, it--it--it was the fault of the new rules," retorted Midshipman
Dalzell, making a wry face. "You know, Greg, you never could play
much football. But the new rules favor the muff style of playing."
Only a few more words could the quartette exchange. There was
time, however, for a few minutes of talk before the West Pointers
were obliged to leave for their train.
Greg, sighed Dick, if we only had Dave and Dan playing on the same
team with us, such a game would be great!
"Oh, well," murmured Greg, "whether Annapolis or West Point lugged
off the actual score, the service won, anyway. For the Army and
Navy are inseparable units of the service.
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