If he doesn't give Merriwell a trial he's a chump." "Hold on." "What for?
If I wait it will be too late for Merriwell to go in on the first of the seventh." "Perhaps Merriwell may stand on his dignity and refuse to go in at all at this late stage of the game." "He wouldn't be to blame if he did, for he can't win out." "Something is up.

Hello! Merriwell is getting out of his sweater! I believe Putnam is going to send him out!" There was a great satisfaction in Pierson's voice.

At last it seemed that he would get a chance to see Merriwell work.
"Somebody ought to go down and rap Putnam on the coco with a big heavy club!" growled Collingwood.

"He should have made the change long ago.
The Harvard Willies have been piling up something every inning." Down on the visitors' bench Merriwell was seen to peel off, while Gordon was talking rather excitedly to Burnham Putnam.

It seemed evident by his manner that he was speaking of something that did not please him very much.
Merriwell was pulled out of his sweater, and then somebody tossed him a practice ball.