"The town won't hold him if he wins this game," growled Chat. "Gee, I wish he'd break a leg," he added viciously. Ella and Jane fairly hugged each other, radiant with delight. And the other girls who lent a splash of color to the Lenox stands were quite as jubilant as the male rooters. "Now, fellows," adjured Garry, as his team again took the field, "on your toes! That quarter we tied them. This quarter is where we lick them." Rooster kicked off, Rogers returning the ball to Greenfield's forty-yard line. Bush threw a pass to Holcomb for a fifteen-yard gain and first down on Lenox's forty-five yard line. Rogers battered his way through the line for five yards. He gained two more off tackle, but Wallace was halted without a gain. A long Greenfield pass was grounded and Lenox took the ball on its own thirty-eight yard line. Nick slid off tackle for two yards and then swung wide around the end for two more. Dittler gained three off tackle and then Garry punted the ball for twenty-six yards, the ball being downed on Greenfield's thirty-five yard line. Rogers was driven out of bounds after gaining seven yards on a wide end run. Wallace failed to advance and Bush was thrown back for the loss of a yard. Rooster broke through and blocked Bush's kick, regaining the ball for Lenox on the Greenfield twenty-nine yard line. Nick made four yards through tackle. Dittler was halted in his tracks. A pass from Garry to Nick was completed for a five-yard gain. But Nick's next attempt was thrown back for a loss of two yards. Greenfield got the ball then and, fighting desperately, made their distance twice on downs, advancing the ball to their own forty-five yard line while their rooters cheered their encouragement and the band broke out in tumultuous strains. "Hold 'em, fellows!" panted Garry. "Hold 'em, for the love of Pete! They mustn't get past! We've got to win for Lenox!" But Greenfield was now frantic for victory and put up a bitter fight. Rogers plunged through tackle and end for three yards. But Bush was thrown back for the loss of a yard and on his next try made but two. With fourth down and six yards to make the distance, Greenfield tried a forward pass, Wallace to Rogers. But Garry leaped high in the air and intercepted the ball. He tucked it under his arm and scurried down the field, with Rooster, Nick and Dittler acting as his interference. How he ran! His feet seemed to have wings. The wind fairly whistled in his ears. Rogers dived at him, but Garry straight-armed him and ran on. Nick blocked off Wallace on the right while Rooster gave Bush a similar dose on the left. And Garry kept on, on, his eyes fixed on the goal, while the whole Greenfield team thundered behind him.