The great game was on, but as far as Fardale’s chances were concerned, it seemed to be all off. Inning after inning had run along, and time after time Fardale had been saved from disgrace only by mere1 good luck.
As it was, the eighth inning had started with the score four to one in favor of Franklin. And Peters, the Franklin pitcher3, had tightened4 up after the first inning, and was invincible5.
Randall, pitching for Fardale, had started out strong. In the fifth he had let in a run, and in the sixth his poor support had sent him up in the air. For Fardale had certainly put a poor team in the field, with substitutes behind the bat, on first, and in the pitcher’s box.
Even so, Randall might have held Franklin had his own men been able to hit the swift curves of Peters. Once he loosened up, however, Franklin romped6 away with the game, and the slaughter7 was on. All Fardale could now hope for was to hold down the score, and she was fighting desperately8 to that end.
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Coach Trayne and Captain Ted2 Crockett were talking anxiously together while the Fardale batters9 were being mowed11 down in the final half of the eighth.
“We’re gone completely now,” announced Crockett gloomily. “We’ll get another chance next inning, but the game’s over.”
“I can’t understand it,” said the coach, in perplexity. “I’ve had no answers to any of my telegrams from Chip or Billy or Clancy. At noon I wired the hotel there, and they said that all three had left yesterday. Nobody knows where they are.”
“Something’s happened to ’em, all right,” said Ted, as a storm of cheers swept out from the Franklin bleachers, announcing that Peters had fanned a second man. “Maybe that car of Clancy’s has blown up. Did you wire Mr. Merriwell?”
“I’ve wired everybody in the country!” cried the coach desperately. “Nobody knows anything about it. Merry left Carsonville yesterday morning, with Clan12 and Billy. That’s all. They’ve dropped completely out of sight.”
“It’s a rotten shame,” muttered Crockett. “We had to put Randall in, and they have simply murdered him. The boys are all up in the air, too.”
“Well, hold the score down,” said Coach Trayne, in desperation. “That’s all we can hope for now.”
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Another roar went up from Franklin as Peters fanned the third man. Villum Kess trotted13 out to right field in gloomy fashion.
“Ve vos complexicated now,” he said, as Crockett joined him. “Ve make a losings ven Chip vos gone, yah! Ve vos our feet viped off der earth of, Ted!”
Randall went into the pitcher’s box amid a storm of cheers from the Fardale bleachers. The Southerner realized that he had been outclassed, but he was resolutely15 trying to hold his self-control.
“All right, Randall!” cried Crockett. “We’re all with you, old man!”
“Yah, ve vos all mit you,” piped up Villum. “But I vish dot Merry vos mit us, like plazes!”
As the first Franklin man came up, Fardale redoubled its cheers. It was the first of the ninth. If Franklin could be held to its four runs, there was still a slim chance that Peters might be pounded in the next half. But every one admitted that the chance was too slim to be hoped for. Peters had everything.
The batter10 fell on Randall’s first ball, and cracked out a neat single. The next batter tried for a sacrifice, but he was unable even to put himself out. The ball rolled down to third, and the third baseman made a wild throw to first.[205] Both men were safe, and the Franklin cheers redoubled.
It was too much for Randall. In his anger he sent a fast one at the plate, and Peters himself landed on it. The ball streaked16 down toward first, but the unhappy substitute, playing Clancy’s position, muffed it. By the time he got through booting it around, the bases were filled, not a man was out, and Franklin seemed fated to run up a tremendous score.
The next man advanced to the plate with a wide grin at Randall. The heavy end of Franklin’s batting order was up. At this instant, however, a shrill17 yell ascended18 from the gate.
“Merriwell! Merriwell! Stop the game!”
The yell rose to a roar. Men rose in the bleachers, stamping and waving their hats. Every one knew of Merriwell’s unexplained absence. Randall went white, and would have delivered the ball had not the umpire stopped him.
Across the field careered a dust-white Hornet, with three uniformed figures clinging to it. Ted Crockett turned with a wild yell as Clancy drew up behind third.
“Get in the game!” he shouted. “Merry, pitch! Take first, Clan! Catch, Billy!”
A renewed storm of yells swept the field as the sudden shift of players was comprehended. Randall, white-faced, tried to protest, but Crockett waved him off the field. The three[206] friends had made shift to don their uniforms as they rode into town, not without difficulty. Coming through the village they had heard how the game was going, and had hastened on to the field.
While they took their positions, and Merry was given a moment to warm up, the crowd fell silent. Even the Franklin rooters had cheered, for they were clean sportsmen, but the Fardale fans began to realize that Merry had arrived too late.
“They can’t do anything now except hold ’em down,” declared Coach Trayne.
New life had been infused into the team, however. Villum Kess was capering19 around in right field trying to stand on his head, and almost succeeding. The ball was being snapped around the bases in wonderful fashion. One and all, the team were leaping into action as if the coming of Merry and his friends had turned the tide.
Yet the score stood four to one, and the bases were filled, there were none out.
“Play ball!” called the umpire.
The Franklin batter stepped into his box. Merry poised20 himself on the mound21 and nodded at Billy’s eager signal.
Then Merry did a strange thing:
He knew that the men behind him had regained22 confidence, and he proceeded to show his confidence in them by lobbing over a slow, straight[207] ball. The batter almost gasped23 with astonishment24, but swung and took it on the nose.
“Wow!”
The crowd came up on its toes. The ball drove across the field like a bullet, so quickly that it could hardly be seen what had happened. The shortstop put out his glove, and the ball struck. Instantly he leaped to second.
The runners had leaped at the crack of the bat. Touching25 second, the shortstop whipped the ball to Clancy. It came straight and true, and the man on first tried to get back, but too late. Three men had been retired26, in less than twenty seconds from the time the ball was hit!
The crowd went mad with excitement. Such playing had rarely been seen on Fardale field since the time of Frank Merriwell, senior. The Fardale players had moved like clockwork, with such absolute precision that they had accomplished28 a triple play before they themselves realized the fact!
Small wonder that the fans went crazy as the team trotted in. The grand stand was in bedlam29, screaming and shouting and stamping. The bleachers shrieked30 that the game was not lost yet, and implored31 Crockett to send Merry to bat.
Crockett did not lose his head in the excitement, however. He himself was up, and he was[208] fairly confident of a hit. As he strode out to the plate, the uproar32 died away. After all, Franklin was three runs to the good, and the case for Fardale looked hopeless.
As it happened, Clancy, Billy Mac, and Chip would come to bat in the order named.
Crockett fell on the first ball for a clean safety, Clancy walked out and the Fardale followers33 greeted him with a storm of yells.
These died into a groan34, as Clancy swung twice without result. Peters was a cool pitcher, and he tried to tease Clancy into a third strike, but in vain. With three balls, Clancy settled himself for a good one.
It came over—a sharp drop. Clancy chopped at it, and the ball went sizzling toward third. Instantly Crockett was speeding toward second, and managed to beat out the ball by an inch. Once more the crowd went wild with excitement.
“A hit, Billy Mac!”
“Billy Mac to bat!”
“Win the game, Billy!”
Yell after yell pealed35 across the field, as Billy Mac went forth36. Peters conferred with his catcher, and steadied down his rather demoralized team, then went back to the box.
Billy looked like easy money. He swung widely at two teasers, and Franklin began to grin. With the next ball down, however, Billy suddenly changed his tactics and met it on the nose. The[209] ball sailed up over second, continued its course beyond reach of the center fielder, and, before it was retrieved37, two men had come in and Billy was grinning happily from third.
“Four to three! Hurray!”
The band struck into “Fair Fardale” and hundreds of voices picked up the song and thundered it forth as Merry was seen to step toward the plate, bat in hand. The chorus rose and shrilled38 up into a wild scream, drowning out the Franklin cries. Peters waited, then shot the ball down.
Frank struck—and missed.
Again Peters poised himself. Again he uncurled his slim length and sent the white sphere sizzling down. Again Merry swung wickedly at it, and missed.
The song died away and settled into silence. Peters grinned easily, glanced at Billy at third, and sent another hot one over the plate.
Merry struck. A sharp crack, and the ball began to rise. But the Franklin outfielders took one look at it, then flung up their gloves and ran in. It was a home run, and Fardale had won by one run!
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