With quick step and eager eye he sought Captain Maitland, who was also catcher for the nine.
"Mr.Maitland, I understand you're without a satisfactory sub.
pitcher for today ?" "Confound it, yes; we're praying for the strength of Kennedy's wrist." "You may remember that I tried for pitcher." "I know you did," replied Maitland gloomily.

"But the coaches thought Kennedy and Tatham ahead of you." "If Kennedy should go bad today," pressed Dick eagerly, "I trust you will be willing order me in from second to the box.

I know that I won't disappoint you.

Ebbett and Dunstan are both good men at second." Captain Maitland looked thoughtful.
"I'm afraid, Prescott, if Kennedy does happen to go stale, we'll have to call on you." "I won't disappoint you, if you do, Captain!" Then Maitland turned to regard Meacham, who was entering at that moment.
"What on earth ails you, Meacham ?" demanded the worried captain of the nine.
"I was at a loot party last night," confessed Meacham miserably.
"Overeating yourself---when you're in training, man ?" "Honestly, Maitland, I didn't believe the little that I put down was going to throw me.

There wasn't a murmur until eleven this morning, and I felt sure that was going to work off.