"Why, Harris, I never dreamed you were such an easy mark! Merriwell is bound to get a hit." "Ha! ha!" mocked Harris.

"Is that so?
And he just let a good one pass without wiggling his bat!" "It wasn't where he wanted it." "And Coulter will not give him one where he wants it." "Coulter doesn't know anything about Merriwell's batting, and so he is liable to make a break at any moment." This proved right, for Coulter tried to fool Frank with an outcurve on the next delivery.

He started the ball exactly as he had the one before it, to all appearances as if he meant to send another straight one over the inside corner.

He believed Merriwell would bite at it, and he was right.
But right there Coulter received a shock, for Merriwell leaned forward as he swung, assuming such a position that the ball must have hit him if it had been a straight one.

It had a sharp, wide curve, and passed at least ten inches beyond the plate.
Passed?
Not much! Merriwell hit it, and sent a "daisy cutter" down into right field, exactly where he wished to place it.
Down on the coach line near first little Danny Griswold had convulsions.