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"Then we surely do need you both, for we've seen Holmesy toy with the ball, and we know where he'd rate. Do you think you play baseball at the same gait that you do football, old ramrod?" "I think it's possible that I do," Dick half admitted slowly. "Always modest, aren't you?" laughed "Durry" good humoredly.
"And that, suh, is because I don't see where the comfort comes in. Holmesy, don't think I'm not suffering, suh. It'll break my heart to see old ramrod drop out of the corps." "Then you don't think we can stop Prescott?" "I reckon I don't Holmesy. This is the kind of matter, suh, that every man must settle for himself.
Something speckled and glistening dropped on the ground at least ten feet from the brook, where it lay floundering and gasping. "Hoo-ray!" yelled Greg, with all his pent-up enthusiasm. "Do that again, Holmesy, and I'll chase you back into camp," warned Dick, with his patient smile. Then he stepped ashore, took the trout from the line and impaled it on a stick, which he gave Greg to carry.
Darrin, with a full knowledge of what was threatened to the Navy by the present situation, tried his best to rattle Greg. And one strike was called on Holmesy, but the second strike he called himself by some loud talk of bat against leather.
At least a dozen other gray and white-clad young men were also to be observed manoeuvring so as to meet Griffin casually. Thus it happened that Greg was but one of a group. Observing this, Holmes increased his stride. "Hullo, Holmesy!" cried Griffin, with great cordiality. "Glad to encounter you. I've just been telling my sister about some of the best fellows. Della, I present Mr. Holmes. Mr.
"Holmesy is watching, learning the way Jim Hornby puts up a boiled pudding," Reade called back. Honk! honk! sounded an automobile horn from the rough trail of a roadway an eighth of a mile away. The honking continued until Dick, realizing that it was a signal, gave a loud halloo. "Is that Prescott's camp?" called a voice. "It's the camp of Prescott and his friends," Dick shouted back.
"I'm going trout fishing, if I can do it without shirking," said Dick, as he rose and stretched. "And if no one kicks I'm going with you," added Darrin, opening his eyes. "How about it, Greg? Are you and Harry willing to do the camp watch this morning?" Greg had turned around eagerly, seeing which, Hazelton broke in: "Go right along with 'em, Holmesy, if they'll take you.
Then he bade her a cordial good night, and Griff escorted both "femmes" to the hotel. "What do you think of Holmesy?" asked Griffin of his sister. "He's quite agreeable," replied Adele Griffin. "Very soldierly, if I am any judge. I wonder how he will look in a second lieutenant's uniform?"
Rap-tap! at the door, and Furlong and Dunstan dropped in. "Want to tell you what I think about your pitching, old ramrod," announced Furlong. "It's rotten!" glowed Dunstan cheerfully "And your shortstop work, Holmesy " "What kindergarten nine did you play with last?" insisted Furlong. "I was just making up my mind not to pitch again this season," grinned Cadet Prescott. "Why not?"
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