"And that was what you're looking
so mighty solemn about? Cheer up, boy! It's good news."
"Great!" seconded Midshipman Page with enthusiasm.
"I tell you, fellows," spoke Dave solemnly, "it takes all the joy
out of the Army-Navy game."
"Since when did winning kill joy?" demanded Farley aghast. "Why,
with Prescott and Holmes out of it the Navy will get a fit of
crowing that will last until after Christmas!"
"It makes the victory too cheap," contended Darrin.
"A victory is a victory," quoth Midshipman Page, "and the only
fellow who can feel cheap about it is the fellow who doesn't win.
Cheer up, Davy. It's all well enough to wallop a stray college,
here and there, but the one victory that sinks in deep and does
our hearts good is the one we carry away from the Army. Whoop!
I could cry for joy."
"But why won't Prescott and Holmes play this year?" asked Farley,
his face radiant with the satisfaction that the news had given him.
"Because the corps has sent Prescott to Coventry for something that
I'm certain the dear old fellow never did," Darrin replied.
"Lucky accident!" muttered Farley.
"But the corps will repent, when they find their football hope
gone," predicted Page, his face losing much of its hitherto joyous
expression.
"No! No such luck," rejoined Midshipman Darrin. "If the brigade,
here, sent a fellow to Coventry for what they considered cause,
do you mean to tell me that they'd take the fellow out of Coventry
just to get a good player on the eleven?"
"No, of course, not," Page admitted.
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