At least, that was what he felt.
The Wayland man who now stood over the plate looked like a grinning monkey as he took the pitcher's measure.
"Go to it, Dickson---kill the ball!" roared the visiting fans.
"Just a little two-bagger---that's all!" Dick felt something fluttering inside.

In himself he felt the whole Gridley honor and fame revolving during that moment.

Then he resolutely choked down the feeling.

The umpire was signaling impatiently for him to deliver.
Dick essayed a jump ball.

With a broadening grin Dickson of Wayland reached for it vigorously.