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"It's not in my line." "Oh," said his uncle. "Then you can be Norah's escort if she wants to go, that is!" "Want to go! Well, Daddy!" said Norah in expostulation whereat everybody laughed. "Murty can slog, I believe, and of course, Boone is a cricketer," the squatter said. "They only want four, so if those two fellows are willing of which I'm not very doubtful! that will be just right.
Julian, on the other hand, though a fair cricketer, soon grew weary of the "shop" about that game, which for three months formed the main staple of conversation among the boys; and while his countenance was too expressive to conceal this fact, he in his turn found himself unable to enlist more than a few in any interest for those intellectual pursuits which were the chief joy of his own life.
That tells me that he is a first-class cricketer; a first- class oar; that as a half-back he is incomparable; that he swims like Captain Webb; is in the first rank of tennis players; that his half- volley at ping-pong has never been stopped. It doesn't tell me much about his brain power. The description of him as a "typical young Englishman" suggests more information on this particular point.
I have been a pretty good cricketer in my time, and played in the York Eleven against Leeds, so I may be able to coach you up a little, and I hope after a bit we may be able to challenge some of the village elevens round here. I am afraid Marsden will be too good for us for some time; still, we shall see." On reaching the field Mr.
Dam arose with a laugh, picked up his heavy boot as he did so, and, all in one swift movement, hurled it at the half-coiled swaying creature, with the true aim of the first-class cricketer and trained athlete; then, following his boot with a leap, he snatched at the tail of the coiling, thrashing reptile and "cracked" the snake as a carter cracks a whip whereafter it dangled limp and dead from his hand!
Not far from them was Scaife's father, a big, burly man with a square head and heavy, strongly-marked features. He had never been a cricketer, but this game gripped him. He sat next to a world-famous financier of the great house of Neuchatel, whose sons had been sent to the Hill. Run after run, run after run was added to the score. Scaife's father turned to Neuchatel.
"Oh," said his mate, "any one could see 'e was a toff I seed him black 'is boots and brush his teeth." "Yes, and 'e wears a collar too." Thus was exemplified the old adage "Fine feathers make fine birds." Camped near Bayley's was Godfrey Massie, a cousin of Brownes and brother of the once famous cricketer.
He drew a long, slow breath of intense enjoyment, as a thirsty cricketer may do after the first deep draught of claret-cup that rewards a two hours' innings. "It's very refreshing, after weeks of total abstinence, to see a woman who goes in for dress, and does it thoroughly well." He had no time for more, for the others were almost within hearing.
I remember in one school match, the last man, unfortunately on the opposite side, did this three times in one over, ultimately retiring to a fluky catch in the slips with forty-one to his name. Nervousness at cricket is a curious thing. As the author of Willow the King, himself a county cricketer, has said, it is not the fear of getting out that causes funk.
Barnes appeared, on his face the look of one who has seen visions. "I say," he said, "is it true? Or is Stone rotting? About Wrykyn, I mean." "Yes, I was in the team." Barnes was an enthusiastic cricketer. He studied his Wisden, and he had an immense respect for Wrykyn cricket. "Are you the M. Jackson, then, who had an average of fifty-one point nought three last year?" "Yes."
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