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Dick Merriwell's Trap by Burt L. Standish
For a moment as he lay on the ground holding the ball for Dick Merriwell to kick the goal that must win the game with Hudsonville for Fardale Military Academy, Hal Darrell, the left half-back, was seized by a strong temptation to do wrong. How easy it would be to spoil that kick! A slight shifting of the ball just as the captain of the Fardale eleven kicked, and the attempt for a goal would be ruined.
There was bitterness in Hal's heart, for he realized that Dick was covering himself with glory, while up in the grand stand sat June Arlington, a thrilled witness to everything that had occurred during that most thrilling game.
At first Hal Darrell had refused to play on the team during this game, but because June had urged him to reconsider his determination not to play, Hal had humbled his proud spirit and offered to take part in it. But even then, to his chagrin, he was left among the substitutes until Earl Gardner, who had been given his position when he withdrew from the team, was injured so badly that he could not continue in the game. Then Dick Merriwell thought of Hal Darrell's desertion of the team and at first wanted to punish him for it by leaving him on the substitutes' bench, but his better nature conquered and the spirit of forgiveness reigned triumphant.
Hal knew nothing of Dick's temptation to call out another player to take Gardner's place, which would have humiliated and infuriated Darrell to an unspeakable degree. Hal was not aware that Dick fought the temptation down, crushed it, conquered it, and did what he believed was best for Fardale, regardless of his own inclination and feelings.
So Hal had been given his old position as half-back and had played a steady game, contributing greatly to Fardale's success, although he made no individual play of brilliancy that distinguished him above the others.
At the same time he had seen Dick make a great run down the field, had seen him leap clean over one tackler, and had witnessed a touch-down that tied the score between Hudsonville and Fardale. If Dick kicked the goal the game would be won.
If he failed it would most certainly remain a tie, as there was not enough more playing time to enable either side to score again, unless some amazing fluke should take place.
So as Hal lay on the ground, holding the ball, he was tempted. Under any circumstances Fardale would come out of the game with flying colors. During the first half she had been outplayed by the big Hudsonville chaps, who had secured two touch-downs and a goal. Her line had been weak, and she had seemed to have very little chance of making a point. It looked like a hopeless battle against overpowering odds.
But Dick had never given up for a moment. He had kept up the courage of his men. And all through the first half Obediah Tubbs, the fat boy who played center on Fardale, had continued to hammer at Glennon, the big center of the opposing team, until finally all the fight and sand had been taken out of the fellow, and the strongest point in Hudsonville's line became the weakest.
The cadets took advantage of that weakness in the second half. The most of their gains were made through center. Glennon, limp as a rag, asked to go out of the game; but King, the captain, angrily told him to stand up to his work, knowing it would discourage the others to lose the big fellow, who had never yet failed to play through any game he had entered.
And when Dick Merriwell had been hurt and it seemed he must leave the field, Hal had seen June Arlington-forgetting appearances, remembering only that Dick was stretched on the ground and might not rise again-run out from the grand stand and kneel to lift his head.
Standing apart, his heart beating hotly, Darrell saw her give back to Dick a locket containing her picture-a locket she had given to him once before when he had risked his life to save her from some savage dogs which attacked her on a lonely road on the outskirts of Fardale, and then demanded again after her brother had told her some untrue tales about Dick.
"She would not let me have it when I asked her for it after she got it back," thought Hal. "But now she gives it to him again! And she does not mind who sees her!"
It seemed very strange for a proud, high-bred girl like June Arlington to do such a thing before the assembled spectators. She had been governed by her heart, not her head. Had she paused to consider, she would have been dismayed; but she scarcely knew how she reached Dick, and she seemed to come to a realization of her position first as she knelt and held his head. Then she had courage not to lose her nerve, and she gave him the locket as a "charm" to restore his good luck.
It was after this that Dick made the run that set thirty "faithful" Fardale rooters howling mad with joy. He did it even though he reeled and could scarcely stand when he rose to his feet. He did it by casting off his physical weakness and calling to his command all the astonishing reserve force of a perfectly trained young athlete. But for his training and his splendid physical condition, he would have been carried from the field, done up.
In the moment of his temptation Hal realized that Dick had trusted him perfectly in calling him to hold the ball.
"But he's made me help him win glory in her eyes!" was the stinging thought that followed.
However, he conquered the temptation. As Dick balanced himself, Darrell carefully lowered the ball toward the ground. The seam was uppermost and everything was ready for the kick that would decide whether the game should end a tie or Fardale should leave the field victorious.
Darrell's hand was perfectly steady as Dick advanced quickly and kicked. Fairly over the middle of the bar sailed the ball, and the "faithful" shrieked and howled and thumped one another on the back and had fits.
But they were not the only ones who had fits. Apart at one side of the field Chester Arlington, June's brother, and a student at Fardale, walked round and round in a circle, muttering and almost frothing at the mouth. Then he started for the grand stand.
"I'll tell her what I think!" he grated.
But he stopped and stared at the field, where Hudsonville was making a listless pretense of playing during the few moments that remained. He seemed to go into a trance and stand there until the whistle blew and the game was over. He saw the "faithful" go tearing on to the gridiron and surround Dick, and he could bear to see no more.
"I believe I'll have to kill him yet!" he snarled, as he turned away.
He walked blindly into the rail beyond which the spectators were slowly filing out from the enclosure. Some of them stared at him wonderingly, noting his wildly glaring eyes and hearing his incoherent mutterings.
"What ails that chap?" said a man.
"Gone bughouse," intimated another. "Who is he?"
"Don't know. Saw him with that pretty girl who ran out on the field when Merriwell was hurt."
"He's a Fardale boy?"
"Yes."
"Must be crazy with joy. Can't blame him after seeing his team win in that way."
Chester crawled under the rail and bumped against a man.
"Get out of the way, you old fool!" he snarled.
"Who are you talking to?" demanded the man, in astonishment and anger. "Who are you calling an old fool?"
"You! you! you! You ran into me-me, son of D. Roscoe Arlington! Do you hear?"
"You're a crazy ass!" said the man, and walked on.
Somehow those words seemed to bring Chester to his senses in a measure.
"Brace up, old man!" he muttered huskily. "Why, I wouldn't have Merriwell see you like this for a fortune!"
He passed out through the gate with others and started away. Then he bethought himself and turned back to where a carriage, containing a driver, waited. He got into the carriage.
"Go on," he growled.
"But the young lady, sir," said the driver; "your sister."
"Oh, yes!" mumbled Chester. "I had forgotten her. We'll wait for her. Darrell is a thundering fool!"
"I beg your pardon, sir?" said the driver.
"Nothing that concerns you," growled Arlington, and he sat like a graven image, waiting for June.
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