On his high, dark, and undeniably handsome face there was a look of mingled1 worry and anger. His eyes seemed haggard, and Bully2 Carson chuckled3 to himself as he recalled what his father had said about Randall brooding over a fancied injury. It was quite plain that Randall was in good shape to be worked on.
“What’s the matter?” inquired Bully. “What you listenin’ for?”
Randall dropped into a chair, wiping his brow.
“I thought old man Dobbs had seen me come in,” he explained nervously4. “You see, I got held up at school, couldn’t get away earlier, and had to sneak5 past the guards. I came in the hotel by the back entrance.”
“How’ll you get back to your room?”
“Easy,” said the Southerner. “Rope to the window. I won’t want to be seen around here, though, or I might get reported. Old Dobbs knows me by sight.”
Carson nodded, and flung himself into a chair.
“I hear you got beaten to the captaincy of the nine,” he observed. “That kid Merriwell seems to cop out everything.”
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Randall’s face flushed.
“About Merriwell,” Bully stated calmly. “Of course, he’s got you slated7 to pitch against the Clippers Saturday?”
“Yes he has—not!” Randall lost his temper, and slipped into his Southern dialect as usual when he became excited.
“I wouldn’t pitch if he did! I’ve had enough of these heah Yankee ways! I’m goin’ to leave Fahdale, Cahson, for wheah a man doesn’t hog8 it all because his fatheh is a big athlete! I cain’t swallow it and I won’t!”
“Good for you!” said Bully approvingly. “He has certainly treated you mis’ably, old hoss. You ought to be captain of the Fardale team right now! It ain’t fair treatment, I say.”
“I reckon not! These low-down Yankees truckle to him abjectly9, Cahson. You-all haven’t any idea of what goes on heah! When we played Franklin last Satuhday, that fellow held out the best men on the team until I was beaten. Then he showed up, put ’em in, and managed to win with luck.”
Randall leaned back, trying to collect himself. Bully chuckled quietly. It was evident that his cousin had worked himself up into a riotous10 state of mind.
Randall was honestly convinced that his version[237] of the Franklin game was the true one. Had he pitched and won, he would have been elected captain. He pitched, and was being knocked out of the box when Merry arrived in the ninth inning and saved the game.
All Fardale knew that Merriwell had been held prisoner, and that Clancy and Billy Mac had rescued him, all three appearing in the nick of time. Yet Randall only accepted that as a story put forth11 by Merry.
He had brooded by himself, had pointedly12 avoided Chip on the baseball field, and gradually managed to get himself into a badly overwrought condition. Twisting every little incident, seeing everything in the light of his jealousy13 and bitterness, it was not hard for him to convince himself that he was the victim of a cleverly executed plot.
His state of mind was a bad one, and would require some severe and sharp correction before his angle of vision could be straightened. Fortunately for himself, he had not attempted to convince any one else on the subject.
“That’s right,” Bully encouraged him, playing his cards cunningly. “He’s done you dirt, Bob, for a fact. You ought to get even with him.”
“What chance have I?” Randall asked bitterly. “I’m all alone here.”
“Oh, I dunno about that. Pop and me, we figure to stand by our kin14, Bob. Didn’t he try to[238] help you by keepin’ Merriwell out o’ that Franklin game?”
Randall nodded, forcing himself into a strained calmness.
“Yes, and I want you to thank him for me, old man. It was no use, though.”
“Virtue15 is its own reward,” quoted Bully. “We done our best. Now, pop would like to see you pitch against the Clippers on Saturday, Bob. O’ course, we mean to beat you, but I ain’t goin’ to be in the game, and pop would like to——”
“No chance,” broke in Randall, with renewed bitterness. Then he glanced up, half suspiciously. “Why is your father so interested?”
“Because he likes you, Bob.”
Bully was too wise to persuade Randall along crooked16 lines. He sneered17 at his cousin, in his own mind, for being a “goody-goody” fellow.
“I’d like to even up with Merriwell, Bob,” he went on cautiously. “We’d like to have you pitch Saturday ’cause you’re a better pitcher18 than Merriwell. We’ve got a new pitcher for the Clippers, and if we beat Fardale at its best, there’ll be all the more glory in it.”
“Oh, a little, mebbe. Not much. Now see here, Bob: This guy Merriwell ain’t used you right, to my notion. He’s played dirty against you, and he’s got all Fardale persuaded that he’s a little[239] tin god on wheels, with a bell to his neck. There ain’t no use tryin’ to hit back at him fair and square. We got to use his own methods.”
“You tried ’em last Sunday,” retorted Bob gloomily. “They didn’t work.”
“We didn’t know just how slick he was, Bob. He could ’a’ got away from us sooner, only he wanted to come in at the last minute for a grand-stand play. He thinks that if he pitches against the Clippers he’s sure to win. But we’d sooner have you pitch, ’cause you ain’t crooked. We want to play a clean game; get me?”
Randall nodded. Wrapped up in his own thoughts, he did not even attempt to penetrate21 Bully’s sudden show of conscious virtue.
“That’s right, Carson. And I’d sure like to hand him one hot one before I leave school!”
“You’d hand it to him if you pitched against the Clippers, Bob. I’ll pass it to you on the quiet that we don’t know much about our new pitcher, and he might pan out wrong. If he does, you stand a chance o’ winning the game. Of course, I want to see the Clippers win, but if you could beat us square, I’d be satisfied. It’d make this Merriwell kid squirm ten ways from election.”
Randall could readily understand that, according to his notions of Merry’s character.
“Yes,” he assented22, growing excited as the[240] golden vision arose before him. “Yes, I reckon yo’ ce’tainly have it doped out. If that could come about, he’d sho’ learn a bitteh lesson, the low-down scoundrel!”
Bully grinned to himself. He could read his cousin like a book, and was playing on the other with beautiful precision.
“Well, Bob, pop and I figgered up a plan. It ain’t a nice plan, but this is our last chance to slip one over on Merriwell. He ain’t played the gentleman in his dealings with you, and we don’t mind fightin’ fire with fire for once.”
This amazing display of innocence23 did not astonish Randall. He knew little of his precious relatives, and Bully’s assumed hesitation24 seemed quite natural to him.
“Neither do I!” he growled25, in return. “Where he is concerned, Carson, I’d feel justified26 in doing anything!”
“Then do this, Cousin Bob.”
While he spoke27, Bully took from his pocket the carefully folded paper that had been given him by his father. Randall looked at it.
“Here’s the plan we figgered out, Bob: To get Merriwell out o’ this here game, we got to keep him out by force. It ain’t no use appealing to his fairness. He ain’t got any such thing!”
“Force won’t work, here at Fardale,” muttered Bob.
“But this powder will,” said Bully, leaning forward[241] and dropping his voice. “Hold on!” he cried, as Randall gave a quick start. “It ain’t only a sleepin’ potion, Bob. If you could get Merriwell to drink it any time Saturday mornin’, which is to-morrow, he’d sleep clear through till supper time. They couldn’t wake him up, and if they did he wouldn’t be no good.”
Randall flushed, drawing back.
“So’s your losing out for captain, Bob. Go in and win this game. What if Merriwell does know you doped him? He can’t prove it. If you win the game, you’ll show him up for fair. If you get beat, they’ll say he got cold feet. You win comin’ and goin’, and we’ll even things up with him once and for all. What say?”
Randall still hesitated. Looking at the folded paper which his cousin held out to him, the criminality of the thing appalled29 him. His chivalrous30 nature rebelled at the very thought.
But Bully’s cunning words worked on his mind. His fancied wrongs loomed31 up large on his mental horizon. Once more a flood of bitterness swept over him, and he felt himself justified in doing anything.
“I’ll do it,” he said thickly, and took the paper.
“Promise?”
“My word is my promise,” cried Randall, half angrily. Then he glanced around with sudden alarm. “Say, I’ve been here too long. See if any[242] one’s in the hall, so I can get out the back way to the side street.”
Bully opened the door and announced that the coast was clear. On this Randall silently shook hands with him, then stole off down the corridor on tiptoe.
For a moment Bully watched, then his eyes went to the opposite door. In the silence he could plainly hear a gentle, regular snore. Still watching that door, he drew the key from his own lock.
Then he snapped off his own light, and in two quick steps was across the hall. For an instant he fumbled32 at the door, with deft33 fingers that turned back the lock in perfect silence. Slowly and cautiously he pressed the knob and opened the door.
Half a moment later he reappeared and locked the door as silently as he had unlocked it. Darting34 swiftly into his room, he switched on the light and drew something from his pocket, examining it swiftly. His eyes glittered, and he again snapped off his light and undressed in the darkness, carefully stowing away the object in his coat pocket.
“A thousand dollars in cash!” he murmured, as he crept into bed. “Pop, if you could only see me now!”
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nervously
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sneak
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growled
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