height of intensity
The trainer chuckled, and at that instant the cheering rose to a new
height of intensity.
“Oh,” said Clint. “And how about quarters?”
and–”
surface of the ledge, “this is the place we were looking for
“I reckon,” said Clint, propping his shoulders against a convenient
surface of the ledge, “this is the place we were looking for. Now, bring
on your Nature and we’ll commune.”
“Do you suppose–” began Clint. But Amy hissed him to silence.
“Neither am I,” said Amy, with a chuckle. “I hope he misses ‘em all and
bites his tongue!”
“Ainsmith and Kenney,” replied Clint unhesitatingly.
himself he did on the second play
Then Clint had a chance to prove himself on the defence, and prove
himself he did on the second play. The renowned Terrill, striving to
draw Clint out from his guard, suddenly found himself nicely fooled, and
Clint, swinging through inside, smeared the play well behind the Claflin
line. There was a vast feeling of satisfaction when his arms wrapped
themselves around the legs of that blue-stockinged left half and held
like a vise. The fact that a vengeful Claflin forward dropped his
hundred-and-seventy pounds on Clint’s neck didn’t matter a mite!
