Badger would bear a good deal from him because of what they had been to each other, but to this there were limits.

He felt that he had nearly reached the limit.
"He shall not pitch ball Saturday, if I can help it!" he hissed, as he looked over the things in the closet.

"If I can work it, it will make Hodge so hot against him that there will be a fight.

And perhaps it will turn Merriwell and his precious flock against him, too.

It's risky, but it is worth all the risk." He took out a suit of Badger's clothes, and laid it in a chair.