"Yes."

"All right. I'll do the best I can."

There was silence around the grounds when the Brill team came to the
bat. With the score 5 to 2 in favor of Roxley, it looked rather
dubious for the visitors. Some of the onlookers, thinking the game
practically over, started towards the gates, and the carriages and
automobiles. The first man up was the captain, and he walked to the
plate with a "do or die" look on his face.

"Now, Bob, lam it out for all you are worth!" shouted one of his
admirers.

The first ball sent in was too low, and Bob let it pass him; but the
second was just where he wanted it. The bat swung around like
lightning, and, following a loud crack, the sphere sailed off towards
left field.

"Run, Bob, run!" yelled a great number of his friends, and the captain
let go all the speed that was in him. When the ball finally reached
the diamond, it found Bob safe on third.

"That's the way to open up! Now, then, bring him in!"

This was not so easy. The batter up tried a sacrifice hit, but the
ball rolled down well towards the pitcher, who landed it at first in a
twinkling. Bob attempted to get home, but then thought better of it,
and slid back to third. The next batter up was Sam. He had with him