For it was the Navy team, not the Rustlers, who met the enemy
from the colleges and from West Point. Rustlers and team men alike
prayed for the triumph of the Navy in every game that was fought out.
"You never told me that you had that trick, Darry," muttered Wolgast,
in the rest that followed this swift, brilliant play.
"I wanted to show it to you before telling you about it" laughed
Dave.
"Why?"
"Because I didn't know whether it were any good."
"Any good? Why, Darry, if you can get up one or two more like
that you'll be the greatest gridiron tactician that the Navy has
ever had!"
"I didn't get up that one," Dave confessed modestly.
"You didn't, Mr. Darrin?" interposed Coach Parker. "Who did?"
"Mr. Jetson, sir."
"I helped a bit," admitted Jetson, turning red as he found himself
the center of admiring gazes. "Dalzell and Darrin helped work it
out, too."
"Have you any more like that one, Mr. Darrin?" questioned Coach
Parker.
"I think we have a few, sir," Dave smiled steadily.
"Are you ready to exhibit them, Mr. Darrin?"
"We'll show 'em all, if you order it, sir," Darrin answered
respectfully. "But we'll undoubtedly spring two or three of 'em,
anyway, in this afternoon's practice."
"I'll be patient, then," nodded coach. "But I want a brief talk
with you after practice, Mr. Darrin."
"Very good, sir."
"I just want you to sketch out the new plays to me in private, that
I may consider them," explained the lieutenant-commander.
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