Hugh shook hands with O.K.cordially, as did also Thad.
The latter was already ashamed of having entertained such thoughts in connection with this friendly visit of the owner of the motorcycle, whom he had always known to be a fine chap.
"Our fellows are practicing this afternoon, just as your crowd is, Captain Morgan," O.K.was saying.

"I would have been with them, only yesterday I happened to hurt a finger a bit, for you see I'm the catcher of our nine, and it was thought best for me to lay off a few days so as to let it mend." "And you dropped over to see if we were making any headway, I suppose ?" remarked Hugh, while Mr.Leonard went off to resume his duties, anxious to see every play that came along; for he would not have much time to decide on the line-up of the team, which must afterwards get all the practice possible, in order to do Scranton High justice.
O.K.laughed good-naturedly.
"I hope, now, you won't suspect me of being a spy, and trying to pick up pointers which might serve us later on in a hotly contested game," he went on to say.

"Fact is, I'm so much of a baseball crank that I live and move and have my being in the great game.

I came over hoping to find you'd made a bully good start, because we Belleville boys want your strongest team to face us a week from next Saturday.

We expect to win the game, that goes without saying, but none of us will be satisfied to have a regular walkover of it." "Make your mind easy on that score, O.K.," snapped Thad, aggressively.
"We expect to have a lot of hard-hitting and splendid fielding boys on the diamond, who will be out for blood.