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And Dreer!... When he came up my heart just stopped beating." "Peg, listen," said Worry. "Three years ago when Dreer came out on the field he was greener than you, and hadn't half the spunk. I made him what he is, and I made all of 'em I made that team, and I can make another." "You are just saying that to to encourage me," replied Ken, hopelessly. "I can't play ball.

"Now you keep away from me or you'll get worse. Keep away, I tell you!" But Penny Durkin suddenly jumped and landed, beating down the other's guard. Dreer staggered back, ducking his head, and Penny shot a long arm around in a swinging blow that caught the other under his ear and Dreer's knees doubled up under him and he sprawled on the threshold of his room. "Durkin!" cried Clint. "Stop it!"

"I didn't hear the details. Dreer assured me twice that he was going to get even with Penny, though." "Piffle! He hasn't enough grit! Penny should worry! Say, what are you making faces about?" "I it's my knee. I got a whack on it and it sort of hurts when I bend it." "Why didn't you get it rubbed, you silly chump. Let's see it." "Oh, it's nothing. It'll be all right tomorrow."

"Hi, fellows," he murmured, without, however, decreasing his pace. "Hi, Dreer!" responded Amy, and Thayer echoed him. "Say, you're just the fellow to settle this," Amy continued. "Settle what?" asked Dreer, pausing unwillingly. "Why, Clint says By the way, you know Thayer, don't you?" Dreer nodded and Amy went on.

Come in here!" yelled Worry to Ray.... "Peg, he makes Dreer look slow. I never saw as fast fieldin' as that." When Ray came trotting in without seeming to be even warmed up, Worry blurted out: "You ain't winded after all that? Must be in shape?" "I'm always in shape," replied Ray. "Pick up a bat!" shouted Worry. "Here, Duncan, pitch this fellow a few.

Probation was awarded to Penny and Dreer, while Clint was unmercifully lectured. Unfortunately, their sense of honour kept both Penny and Clint silent as to the underlying cause of the affair, and the principal's efforts to find out why Dreer should have set Beaufort to pick a quarrel with Penny, as both Penny and Clint claimed, were unsuccessful.

When he's had enough he's going to tell us who smashed Durkin's violin, aren't you, Dreer? And he's going to tell us that he's been awfully mistaken in his estimate of Brimfield Academy, too. Why, he's going to just love the dear old school before I get through with him, Clint!" "I I tell you I didn't touch his violin," cried Dreer with a brief flash of defiance. "There! You see?" said Amy.

Then, without speaking, they passed on up the hill and out of sight amongst the trees. Penny gave a sigh of relief. "He's a scrapper, and I thought maybe Dreer would try to start something," said Penny. "Who is? Beaufort?" "Yes, he's a sort of village bully. He's been in trouble two or three times. His father has so much money 'Babe' thinks he's the whole thing in Brimfield.

"In fact," pursued Amy, "compared to Claflin School, Brimfield is as a gem of purest ray to a a pebble, Dreer? You are convinced of that, are you not?" "I suppose so." "Only suppose, Dreer? Couldn't you be absolutely certain?" "Yes, I I'm certain." "Fine! Now, in regard to that violin, Dreer, which, you know, has nothing to do with our recent altercation.

Then Dreer was at bat again. He fouled the first two balls over the grand-stand. Some one threw out a brand-new ball. Farther and farther Ken edged into deep right. He knew what was coming. "Let him hit it!" he panted. "I'll try to get it! This day settles me. I'm no outfielder. But I'll try!" The tired pitcher threw the ball and Dreer seemed to swing and bound at once with the ringing crack.