and everything—to have a thing like that happen to him!"
Herrick made no answer.
Pythians and Corinthians had alike been sobered by the accident. Many of them had trailed off across the field to find out the extent of Rupert's injuries, or, with more morbid curiosity, to see how he looked as he was being borne away. Now they were returning slowly, without enthusiasm.
But the game had to go on. Harris took Rupert's place as captain of the Pythian team, and summoned Tom Albree to play right end. Albree was inexperienced and weighed ten pounds less than Herrick, but to the surprise of every one he seemed from the first to be holding his own against him.
Herrick showed a lack of enthusiasm and aggressiveness. He moved slowly, and when Frank Windsor shouted at him, "Wake up, Joe! Get into the game!" he made no answer. Sullenness showed in his face.
Five minutes after Rupert had left the game the Pythians scored their second touch-
