"That makes Rand-Brown's fourth try," said Clowes, as the wingthree-quarter of the second fifteen raced round and scored in thecorner.
"Yes. This is the sort of game he's all right in. The man who's markinghim is no good. Barry's scored twice, and both good tries, too.""Oh, there's no doubt which is the best man," said Clowes. "I onlymentioned that it was Rand-Brown's fourth as an item of interest."The game continued. Barry scored a third try.
"We're drawn against Appleby's next round,chanel 2.55 bags," said Trevor. "We can managethem all right.""When is it?""Next Thursday. Nomads' match on Saturday. Then Ripton, Saturday week.""Who've Seymour's drawn?""Day's. It'll be a good game, too. Seymour's ought to win, but they'llhave to play their best,replica chanel handbags. Day's have got some good men.""Fine scrum," said Clowes,fake uggs. "Yes. Quick in the open, too, which isalways good business,Link. I wish they'd beat Seymour's.""Oh, we ought to be all right, whichever wins."Appleby's did not offer any very serious resistance to the Donaldsonattack. They were outplayed at every point of the game, and, beforehalf-time, Donaldson's had scored their thirty points. It was a rule inall in-school matches--and a good rule, too--that, when one side led bythirty points, the match stopped. This prevented those massacres whichdo so much towards crushing all the football out of the members of thebeaten team; and it kept the winning team from getting slack, by urgingthem on to score their thirty points before half-time. There were somehouses--notoriously slack--which would go for a couple of seasonswithout ever playing the second half of a match.
Having polished off the men of Appleby, the Donaldson team trooped offto the other game to see how Seymour's were getting on with Day's. Itwas evidently an exciting match. The first half had been played to theaccompaniment of much shouting from the ropes. Though coming so earlyin the competition, it was really the semi-final, for whichever teamwon would be almost certain to get into the final. The school hadturned up in large numbers to watch.
"Seymour's looking tired of life," said Clowes. "That would seem as ifhis fellows weren't doing well.""What's been happening here?" asked Trevor of an enthusiast in aSeymour's house cap whose face was crimson with yelling.
"One goal all," replied the enthusiast huskily. "Did you beatAppleby's?""Yes. Thirty points before half-time. Who's been doing the scoringhere?""Milton got in for us. He barged through out of touch. We've beenpressing the whole time. Barry got over once, but he was held up.
Hullo, they're beginning again. Buck up, Sey-_mour's_."His voice cracking on the high note, he took an immense slab of vanillachocolate as a remedy for hoarseness.
"Who scored for Day's?" asked Clowes.
"Strachan. Rand-Brown let him through from their twenty-five. You neversaw anything so rotten as Rand-Brown. He doesn't take his passes, andStrachan gets past him every time.""Is Strachan playing on the wing?"Strachan was the first fifteen full-back.
"Yes. They've put young Bassett back instead of him. Sey-_mour's_.
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