- paratory to descending the stand. "They deserved
to, didn't they?"
"Yes," Dick agreed doubtfully. Then he repeated the word ungrudgingly. "Yes, they did deserve to, Louise. Any team deserves to win who is smart enough to take advantage of its opponents' mistakes. And that is what Highland Hall did."
"That," responded Louise, as they waited for the aisle to clear, "sounds as if you thought the others didn't really earn that score, Dick."
"I didn't mean it to. Highland earned her touchdown, all right. Profiting by the other fellow's mistakes is more than half the game."
"But I thought our boys played a very good game," objected Louise loyally.
"Far be it from me to dispute you," replied Dick, with a smile.
"But didn't they?" she insisted. "Of course, Dick, I don't know very much about such things, but I want to learn. Didn't they play well?"
"Clearfield," answered Dick, "was at least twenty-four points better than Highland Hall, Louise. She won by the score of sixteen to seven. As Mr. Grayson says, I invite your consideration."
"Oh!" said Louise. "What was the matter, Dick?"
