“I’m mighty1 sorry,” was all Frank could say, as he dropped a hand on the other’s arm.
“You see how it is, Merriwell,” Lenning returned, in a tense voice, lifting his pale, drawn3 face for a quick look at his companion.
“Yes, I see how it is,” Frank acknowledged. “I had no right to put you in that position.”
“I should have had sense enough not to come. Don’t blame yourself any. And don’t find too much fault with Blunt and Handy. I mixed the dose for myself, and it’s no more than right that I should swallow it.”
During the walk back to town Frank did what he could to soothe4 Lenning’s injured feelings. Lenning listened quietly to his talk, and really seemed in a better frame of mind when he and Frank parted in front of the Ophir House.
While waiting for Clancy and Ballard to arrive, Frank had ample time for a little hard thinking on the veranda5.
At first he had been tempted6 to throw up the proposed game with Gold Hill and have nothing further to do with it. He was beginning to see now that such a move on his part would be childish.
He had had ample warning not to try to drag Lenning into the baseball game. He had gone ahead in spite of the warning, and for the disaster of the afternoon he alone was to blame.
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When his reflections took stock of Blunt and Handy, he felt the hot blood beginning to pound in his veins7. But this was childish, too. Lenning, not so very long before, had given everybody abundant excuse for thinking of him just what Blunt and Handy thought.
After all, Lenning was only paying the score he had run up. It was a debt he had to meet. When he was through with the battle, he would be all the better for a few scars to remind him of it.
This train of thought put Frank himself in a more tolerant mood by the time Clancy and Ballard got back to the hotel. They went in to supper together, and, by tacit agreement, dismissed the incident of the afternoon without any further discussion.
On the following morning there came a grind at the books under the eagle eye of Professor Borrodaile; then, after dinner and early in the afternoon, Frank and his chums went out to the baseball grounds and were greeted by the whole team, as originally selected by Frank, with the exception, of course, of Lenning and Shaw.
Mexican Joe was introduced to Frank by Brad. Joe was of about the same height and build as Jode Lenning, and, in addition, the two had a facial resemblance that was most remarkable8. Naturally, the Mexican lad’s face was of a swarthier hue9, and this of itself made the difference between them most pronounced.
While Benaway and Reckless pounded out flies and grounders for most of the team, Merry and Joe were off to one side warming to the work with jump balls, drops, and curves. Merry showed a skill and control that caused the Mexican backstop to open his eyes, and Joe, on his part, convinced Merry that he was all that Mr. Bradlaugh had cracked him up to be.
That Thursday afternoon’s work brought Frank entirely10
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under the spell of the game—the sport he loved best of all. For weeks he had not had the leather sphere in his hands, and now the very touch of it thrilled him through and through.
On first meeting Blunt and Handy, Thursday afternoon, Frank was conscious of a feeling toward them that was distinctly unfriendly; and they, on their part, had as little to say to Frank as possible. But when, at five o’clock, a grand rush was made for the bathrooms in the gym, the magic of baseball had wrought11 its work, and every member of the team was full of hope, and enthusiasm, and friendly consideration for the rest of his teammates. Merriwell, Blunt, and Handy met and mingled12 just as they had always done, and just as though the disagreeable incident of the preceding afternoon had never happened.
This is not to say that Frank had forgotten Lenning, for such was far from being the case. He was still sorry for the friendless chap, and still eager to do him a good turn. What is more, he believed more firmly than ever that many barriers between Lenning and his former friends might be leveled if Lenning could have a part in Saturday’s game. It was queer how that conviction persisted and intensified13 in Merriwell’s mind.
Friday afternoon the Ophir nine played a game with a scrub team. The second nine was poor, for Merriwell had gathered in all the good material, and the regular team had no difficulty in running up a good, big score.
More and more Frank was pleased with the excellent work of Mexican Joe. The backstop was about as talkative as a cigar-store Indian. He played silently, swiftly, surely, and his signals showed such an intelligent comprehension of the right balls that Frank’s admiration14 was aroused.
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“You’re a corker, Joe!” he declared, slapping the Mexican youth on the back when the afternoon’s work was over with.
A gratified smile crossed Joe’s swarthy face.
“You more of a corker as me,” he averred15, and so eased himself of the only remark he had made during an hour and a half of hard work.
When Frank and his chums got back to the Ophir House, late that Friday afternoon, they were all tired, but happy and confident.
“We’ve got a fast nine,” declared Ballard, “and we’re going to put it all over that Gold Hill team. You hear me!”
“They’re a snappy lot, no two ways about that,” agreed Clancy. “I hate to give Darrel, Bleek, Hotchkiss, and the rest of that outfit16 the sort of a jolt17 they’re due for to-morrow, but if they’re bound to have a game they’ll have to take the consequences.”
“That’s right,” said Merriwell. “They’re going to make it pretty interesting for us, though, and it’s just possible that they’ll open a bag of tricks that will surprise us.”
“What sort of a pitcher18 is Darrel?” queried19 Ballard. “It’s mighty odd that, all the time he was with us up Mohave Cañon, he never let out a peep about being a ball tosser.”
“He’s good,” asserted Merriwell.
“How do you know, Chip?” demanded Clancy.
“I know because Darrel’s the sort that doesn’t do things by halves. If he set out to learn to pitch, you can bet he has trained his ‘wing’ in a way to make us sit up and take notice. There’ll be an exciting time on the ball ground to-morrow afternoon. Bank on that, Red.”
“I’ll be disappointed if there isn’t, Chip,” grinned
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Clancy, “but you and that greaser marvel20 are going to take care of Darrel and Bleeker, with ground to spare.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“I know I’m right! When Darrel opens his box of tricks, Chip, he’ll find that you have got a few on tap that are just a little better.”
“Thanks, old man,” laughed Merry. “It would be hard for me to do any worrying while you’re around.”
“Everything’s going swimmingly, Chip,” remarked Ballard, “and there hasn’t been a hitch21 since—since Wednesday afternoon.”
“That’s the trouble,” Frank answered. “I’m afraid, Pink, that the luck is too good to last.”
This remark of Merriwell’s proved to be prophetic. A blow between the eyes was dealt Merry less than an hour after supper. It wasn’t a knock-out, but it came close to being one.
The blow arrived by messenger from the Ophir Mine, and was neatly22 wrapped up in a note written by Burke, the superintendent23. Merriwell was alone on the veranda at the time the message came to hand, and he drew up close to a lighted window so that he could see to read it.
At first he was dazed, and could hardly believe that he read aright. After rubbing his eyes, he perused24 the note a second time. Then it was that the dread25 news burst upon his realization26 like a thunderclap.
“Blazes!” he gasped27, crushing the note in his hand and looking around despairingly. “What the mischief28 are we going to do now? On the last day, and in the afternoon, too! Why in the deuce couldn’t——” He bit his words short and tossed his hands deprecatingly. “But it couldn’t be helped, it couldn’t be helped!” he muttered.
Gloomily enough, he walked to a chair at the far end of the veranda and slumped29 down into it. Who’d have
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thought that such a thing could happen? The Ophir club, it seemed absolutely certain, was going to meet its Waterloo! There did not appear to be a possible way out of that tangle30 of hard luck.
While Frank was sitting there among the deep shadows of the veranda and floundering helplessly in a mire31 of reflections, a horseman galloped32 up to the hitching33 pole in front of the hotel, swung to the ground, buckled34 his reins35 around the pole, and then bounded lightly up the veranda steps.
The light from a window, shining over him, showed that he was a mere36 lad. His face was open and frank, and a mat of thick, curly hair fringed the bottom of his cap.
He paused on his way across the veranda to the hotel entrance. The figure in the chair, at the far end of the veranda, had caught the newcomer’s eye. Muttering an exclamation37, he started toward the youth with the bowed head and hopeless air.
“Hello, Chip, old pal2!” the lad cried. “What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?”
Merriwell, at the sound of that voice, was on his feet in a twinkling.
“Darrel, by Jove!” he exclaimed, happily surprised. “What brings you to Ophir, Curly?”
“Business,” laughed Darrel. “I’ve got a letter for you from Colonel Hawtrey.”
“I hope there’s no bad news in the letter. Hang it all, I’ve had enough bad news for one night!”
“Nothing serious, Chip?” queried Darrel solicitously38.
“I guess it wouldn’t strike you as being serious,” Merry returned, with a short laugh. “Say, Curly, how’d you like to have Ophir present you with that game to-morrow?”
“I wouldn’t like it. I don’t want Ophir to present us
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with anything but the hardest game we Gold Hillers ever played. Do that, Chip, and I’ll be blamed if I care who wins. But read this letter,” Darrel broke off, handing the missive to Merriwell. “When you have done that, we’ll hold a powwow. I’ve got something to tell you, pard, and like enough it will surprise you. I don’t think the colonel has written anything that will give you much of a jolt.”
“I’ve had my one big surprise for to-night. Curly,” said Merriwell, with a rueful laugh, “so I guess that anything you can spring won’t take me off my feet.”
He withdrew to the window to read the colonel’s letter. When he had finished, he turned back to Darrel, with a low whistle, which proved that there must have been something surprising in the letter, after all.
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