Ten minutes past three
It was not a long task after all . From the two typewritten copies Dick copied the first half of the plays , Dave the latter . Then Coach Morton went over the new sheets , rapidly jotting down new figures that should make all plain . `` Ten minutes past three , '' muttered coach , thrusting all the papers in his inside pocket and buttoning his coat . `` Now , we 'll have to take a car and get up to the field on the jump . '' `` But , oh , the task of drilling all the new calls into the fellows between now and Saturday afternoon ! '' groaned Dave Darrin , in a tone that suggested real misery .