"Now, boys, we've got to do something," said the Brill captain, when
the nine came in. "Two runs at least, and three if we can possibly get
them."

"What's the matter with half a dozen, while we are at it?" laughed the
second baseman.

"All right. As many as you please," returned Bob.

But it was not to be. With all her efforts, Brill managed, during this
inning, to get no further than third. Tom came in for a try at the
bat, but the best he could do was to send up a little pop fly that the
rival pitcher gathered in with ease. Then Roxley came in once more,
and added another run to her credit.

"Hurrah for Roxley! That makes it two to nothing!"

There were looks of grim determination on the faces of the Brill
players when they went to the plate for the third time. The first man
up was struck out, but the second sent a clean drive to left field
that was good for two bases. Then came a sacrifice hit by Spud, that
advanced the runner to third, and on another one-base hit, this run
came in amid a wild cheering by the Brill followers.

"Hurrah! One run in! Now, boys, you've broken the ice, keep it up!"
And then the horns and rattles of the Brillites sounded as loudly as
had those of the Roxley followers a short while before.

But, alas! for the hopes of our friends! The only other run made that