The Prospector by Pseudonym Ralph Connor
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it?"
"All right," says Campbell. "They are a great team, but I think we are holding them." "They are the greatest team McGill ever sent here," replies Black. "Oh, thanks, awfully," says Campbell, "but they are hardly up to the team of four years ago." "Quite, I assure you, and you are holding them down." "Do you think so?" There was no anxiety in the captain's tone, but there was a serious earnestness that somehow caught the ear of all the men in the room. Black noticed it. "Yes, you are holding them so far, without a doubt. Their weight tells in the scrimmage, and of course we do not know their back play yet, and that fellow Bunch Cameron is a wonder." "That's what!" sings out little Brown. "But what's the matter with The Don?" Immediately the roar comes back, "He's--all--right!" "Yes," replies Black quietly, "Balfour is swifter, and harder in tackle." |
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