Carroll looked up languidly, but there was a keen glance in his eyes, and a note of significance in his voice, as he answered, “No, sir, I don’t think him a careless player, Mr. Morris.” “And yet he fumbled at a most inopportune time,” suggested Morris, musingly. Carroll flung his book a little impatiently on the table, and looked the older man frankly in the eyes. “Mr. Morris,” he exclaimed, with every trace of indifference gone, “I am going to tell you in strict confidence what I know about the game. It is scarcely a decent thing for me to tell it, but then I saw it.” “Yes, yes,” Morris murmured, encouragingly. “I saw Arthur Chapin knock the ball out of Tony’s arms just as they crossed the line and the Boxford quarter tackled him. I believe he did it on purpose. Now, I know,” he went on quickly, “that it is a terrible accusation to make against a fellow even in confidence to you; but that’s what happened, and I don’t know what I ought to do about it. It’s incredible, but I saw it.” And springing from his chair, Reggie began to pace excitedly up and down the room. “Yes,” said Mr. Morris, quietly, “it is incredible, but I saw it too.” “What!” exclaimed Reggie. “You saw it, Mr. Morris?” “Yes, just as you describe it. It is due to the fact that I supposed you also had seen it that I came in to talk it over with you to-night. I am afraid Chapin is capable of that sort of thing.” “Well, then——”—Reggie stopped—”Well, then,” he repeated, “I suppose it is up to us to tell the Head.” Morris appeared to be lost in thought. “Of course,” he said, after a moment, “that is the right course to think of; but I am not sure, my dear fellow, that I think it best for us to do that just yet. I want to wait a bit, I think, and see what Deering might wish us to do. You can be sure he knows it.” “Oh, yes, I am sure he knows,—he couldn’t help knowing.” “Well, personally I can’t see what good will come by going to the Head right away. I am quite sure that if it is brought officially to Dr. Forester’s notice that he will feel obliged to make it known to the school, both as a punishment to Chapin and in justice to Deering.” “But ought that not to be done?” asked Carroll. “Well, in one sense, yes; but do you know, Reggie,—though it may seem unwise in me, I have an extraordinary faith in Deering’s judgment about this matter. I want to know how he takes it before we do anything.” “I don’t think _he will_ want us to do anything. But, sir, think of what his not telling will mean to him; think of the way the school will treat him for a while!” “Yes, but only for a while. There are possibilities in the situation, Reginald, that I think we were wiser not to spoil by acting upon snap judgments.” Carroll reflected. “Right, O wise man!” he exclaimed in a moment. “Shall we sound Tony, then?” “Rather not, I should say. Let us see the line that Tony takes himself. A few days will not make any difference, and we can set things straight, you know.”