CHAPTER VI
AFTER denying Stoddard's accusation, Joe Herrick stood for a few moments with his hands tucked up under his red sweater, staring with a frown across the field at the athletic house. The other members of the eleven were mingling with the crowd, receiving the condolences and exhortations of their supporters, but Herrick stood alone. He had few friends outside of the Crown, and the members of that society who were Corinthian sympathizers were already clustered round Frank Windsor, offering him advice, criticism, and encouragement.
Harry Harding was so sore over his failure that he did not join this group or seek to make himself in any way conspicuous. He was satisfied to sit on the ground unobtrusively with the substitutes. The swift suspicion of Herrick which Stoddard's words had roused in him had caused him for a moment to forget
