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I peen not more than a year younger as you vos yourselluf! Don'd you git so bersonal in my remarks!" Then he saw Barney Mulloy, who was standing near, a broad grin on his face. With a howl, Hans flung the carpetbag and the flute straight up into the air. "Id vos Parney!" he shouted. "Id vos dot Irish pogtrotter!"
"I wouldn't be impolite enough to contradict you, my friend," he said. "At the same time, you must permit me to have my own opinion of the matter. It strikes me that Mulloy was mighty willing to hide behind the fine principles of Mr. Merriwell. He was a little hot when he so rashly proposed to bet, and he gladly took water as soon as Merriwell spoke up. It saved him a hundred.
They are shocked by the man who declines to be hampered with the fashion in clothes and in similar things. I could not fall in love with a girl who was not a lady." "Begorra, you're an aristocrat at heart!" cried Mulloy. "Ye can't git away from it, me bhoy, no mather how much ye prate about socialism and th' brotherhood av mon." "Still I protest you do not understand me."
Bart Hodge stepped out, picked out one of Sparkfair's curves and smashed a hot grounder at Bubbs, who gathered the ball up cleanly and whipped it across to Brooks. "Out at first!" announced Kilgore. "Oh, Bart! Bart!" cried Elsie laughingly. "Can't you do better than that?" He shook his head as he walked back to the bench. "Your turn next, Mulloy," said Frank.
When they returned to the billiard room they found Casper Silence there. The backer of the Rovers was telling, with a great deal of disdain, how he had nearly induced Barney Mulloy to make a wager, but had been baffled by Merriwell's interference. "I've heard a great deal about the nerve of this youngster Merriwell," said Silence, "but it's my notion he's got a yellow streak in him.
Mulloy had promptly returned to first as soon as he realized the ball was going to the infield. Frank Merriwell received an ovation from the crowd as he stepped out with a bat in his hand. He held the bat in a position which was a signal for Mulloy to attempt to steal on the first ball pitched. Merry swung at the ball, but was careful not to hit it. Mulloy went down to second.
Day after day Barney Mulloy took a long pull at the rowing machine. Ned Gray spent his spare time on the horizontal bars or the trapeze, and Hans Dunnerwust tried his hand at everything, making sport for the spectators. Among the plebes there were two lads who seemed all-round athletes. They were Paul Rains and Frank Merriwell. Paul did not like Frank.
"What's the matter?" was his question. "You know Mulloy was entitled to his base." "But your umpire threatened to put one of my men out of the game." "He has authority to put any player out of the game. He can't fine the men, but he can order them off the field if they raise a disturbance and make back talk to him.
"Vot vos cendibedes?" "They are a creature with a poisonous bite, and they are all sizes from the bigness of a pea to one as large as your hand." "Oh, phwat are yez givin' av us!" cried Barney Mulloy, derisively. "Is it idiots or fools ye take us fer, Oi dunno?"
A few minutes later the Rovers came in, and Merry's team trotted onto the field. The scorers recorded the batting order of each team as follows: MERRIES. ROVERS. Mulloy, 3d b. McCann, ss. Hodge, c. Mertez, rf. Merriwell, p. Grifford, cf. Badger, 2d b. Holmes, 1st b. Diamond, ss. O'Day, 3d b. Browning, 1st b. Clover, 2d b. Gallup, cf. Roach, lf. Carson, lf. Bancroft, c. Dunnerwust, rf. Bender, p.
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