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"Look out for the big bear. He thinks he's a sharper, but he's only a common lobster." With a whisk of his tail and a flirt of his heels, Dick followed Pansy and disappeared round the corner toward the stable. Basil Bearover pulled himself together and took a deep breath. "Say," he huskily remarked, "have you a little something bracing round this place? I'd like a small nip of whisky after that."
Not only will I see that the spectators do not intrude on the outfields, but I'll guarantee that those officers will suppress any riot or disturbance. They have full authority to arrest any one who attempts to make trouble here to-day." Casper Silence yawned and lighted a cigarette. "There won't be any disturbance unless you chaps try to steal this game," said Bearover.
Had Ephraim taken more time it would have been better for him. His anxiety caused him to throw with too much haste, and, as a result, the ball passed fully ten feet over Bart's head. The runner scored. Before Hodge could recover the ball and return it to the diamond the man who had hit it was safe on third. Basil Bearover slapped Casper Silence on the shoulder. "We've got them now!" he chuckled.
You understand this is addition, old boy. Two and one make how many?" The horse lifted his foot and struck the ground three times. "Let me give him a question," grinned Bearover. "Let's see if he'll answer me." "Oh, very well," said Frank. "Dick, do you see this gentleman here? Take a look at him. He's going to give you a problem, and you must answer it. I trust he'll make it a simple one.
Bearover, I presume you saw a little item regarding a ten-thousand-dollar bet. Now, if such a bet has been made, and you lose this game through forfeit, you'll likewise lose the bet. It may not cost you anything, but it will cost Mr. Silence ten thousand dollars. I don't think you'll take your team off the field to-day." Bearover was purple with anger.
Bearover laughed gurglingly, his fat sides shaking. "Why," he said, "they tell me in this town that Merriwell has some kind of a curve which twists like a snake. They say it curves in and out. Whoever heard such rot!" "Didn't yeou ever hear before this abaout Frank Merriwell's double shoot?" "Ho! ho! ho!" laughed Bearover. "Double shoot? Ho! ho! ho! Is that what he calls it?
"Quite confident," laughed Frank. "One of my errands in Wellsburg is to get a notice of the game into a newspaper here. I thought of looking Mr. Bearover up for the purpose of obtaining some facts concerning the Rovers, which might interest the newspaper readers." "I can give you any information you desire," said Silence. "In fact, I have it here on this printed slip.
"That's good sporting blood," nodded Bearover. "I don't suppose you ever bet?" "Oh, I don't go raound lookin' for bets. I 'low it ain't jest good sense for anybody to resk money on onsartinties. Speckerlation and gamblin' has ruined lots of folks." "But a little wager on a baseball game, or any game of chance or skill, adds spice to it," suggested the manager of the Rovers.
"I'm sorry," answered Frank, "but I don't keep it in the house. I haven't a drop of liquor of any kind round the place." "Be Heaven!" exclaimed the Irishman. "I nade a drink meself." Bearover placed a hand on his companion's shoulder. "Tell me, McCann," he said, "did you hear that horse speak? I must have dreamed it. I must be getting in a bad way." "It was no dream, Mr. Bearover," was the answer.
"I don't propose to say a hanged word abaout it, and yeou'll obleege me if you keep your mouth shet, too! If Mr. Merriwell found it aout, he'd be hot under the collar and give me a good dressing daown." "Oh, very well," agreed Silence, "I'll say nothing. It's a small matter to me." Silence, Bearover, and Priley bade Gallup good day and left for Priley's Hotel.
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