Sandwiched in between two strikes were called balls enough to send the new batsman to first, and again the bases were full.

One more "bad break" of this kind and Wayland would receive the tie run as a present.

And then one more---it would be the High School pitcher handing the only lost game of the season as a gift to the visitors! Dick braced himself supremely for the next man at bat.
"Strike one!" It wasn't the batter's fault.

A very imp had sat on the spitball that Prescott bowled in.
"Strike two!" The batsman was sweating nervously, but he couldn't help it.
Dick Prescott had fairly forced himself into the form of the first inning.

But it couldn't last.
Gink! It was only a little crack at the ball, struck rather downward.
A grounding ball struck the grit and rolled out toward right infield.