He says you can't pitch." "Can't I?
He says that, does he ?" "He says that if Frank Merriwell takes up with you, he will never speak to him again.

Anyhow, what good will it do you to pitch for Merriwell?
You'll be no nearer getting a show on the regular nine." Badger shoved his hands deep into his pockets, and showed his broad white teeth unpleasantly.

Pike was again walking up and down the room.
"I'd almost be willing to become a member of Merriwell's flock just to spite Bart Hodge.

My hands just naturally go up, and I want to fight whenever I see him.

That's whatever!" "Oh, you two will be as chummy as the Siamese twins in less than a month." "Never! I hate him too badly." "That's the way you were talking of Merriwell a month ago.