They had just got well along in this, when Thad, who was sitting on a bench alongside Hugh, it being their turn at bat, suddenly remarked: "Hello! we're going to be spied on, it seems, Hugh; for notice that chap coming along on his motorcycle, will you?
Don't you know who he is, just because he's wearing a pair of big goggles, and has his cap pulled down over his forehead?
Why, that's a Belleville boy named Oliver Kramer.

They call him O.K.for short; and I kind of guess it stands for his character pretty well, because he's straight.

I'm a little surprised to see _him_ nosing around here today, trying to find out what sort of crowd Scranton High can put in the field." "Oh! there's nothing queer about that, Thad," Hugh remonstrated, quickly.

"You can easily see it stands to reason those fellows over in Belleville are anxious to get a line on what we expect to do, so as to know just how much push they ought to put in their own work.

He isn't trying to spy things out, or he wouldn't come up so boldly.