Good-day, sir." "Good-day, sir." Pierson passed on, quite aware that a number of students were regarding him with the utmost amazement, plainly wondering that he should have stopped to talk with a freshman on the campus.
Walter Gordon had seen the two speaking together, and he hastened to call the attention of some friends to it.
"Look there!" he cried.

"As I live, Merriwell is talking with Pierson! What'll you bet the fellow's not making a try to get on the regular ball team?
Ha! ha! ha! He's got crust enough for it." "And I am not sure he hasn't the ability for it," said Easy Street.
"Oh, rats!" snapped Walter.

"He'd go to pieces in the first inning.
He'll never make a pitcher in his life." "There are others," murmured Lucy Little..