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I never played a game without Prescott, and I know I'd be a hoodoo if I did." Though a great lot of pressure was brought to bear upon him, Holmes still held out. It was his privilege to refuse to play, if he so chose. Above all, the coaches, who were Army officers, could not urge him. "That man Holmes is just the fellow we need to round out the team," complained one of the players to Durville.
Prescott," remarked Lieutenant Lawrence in an even voice. Poor Dick flushed, but was about to turn away from the pitcher's box when Durville turned to the Army coach. "If you really don't mind, sir, I'd like to see Prescott throw in a few more. He hasn't held a ball in his hands for a long time, and I think he has only been warming up." "If you really think it worth while," nodded the lieutenant.
Durville took a good grip on his stick, his alert gaze on the man in the box. With hardly a trace of flourish Dick let the ball go. On it came, not very swift and straight over the plate. "Durry" himself felt a sinking of the heart that. Dick should let such an easy one leave him. Yet Durville had his own work to do honestly. He must pound this easy one and drive it as far as he could.
He brought forth the statement that Prescott had not made any attempt to pry into the goings or comings of the unlucky Durville. The Virginian declared that Prescott had happened to be abroad in time to "catch" Mr. Durville, simply because Prescott had started for the office of the officer in charge with an official paper that he had been tardy about turning in.
Don't knock your arm out of shape." Again Greg was signaling, though the signal was so difficult to catch that many of the onlookers wondered if Holmes really had signaled. Swish -ew -ew -zip! Again Durville had fanned truly, though nothing but air. The outshoot had seemed to spring lazily around, just out of reach of the end of his stick.
Moreover, the order of the two speeches which follow must be transposed. The optics of the stage require it." The rehearsal was interrupted. Romilly caught sight of Durville who, in a recess, was telling racy stories. "Durville, you can go. The second act will not be rehearsed to-day." Before leaving, the old actor went up to Nanteuil, to press her hand.
"I don't enjoy hitting a man who is down; that is all," returned Durville. "I've seen Mr. Prescott down for so many weeks and months that I'd like to see how he looks when he's a man instead of an under dog." "Well, I'm glad to say the class is plainly not of your way of thinking," growled Jordan. "The class is for maintaining higher ideals of the honor of military service and true comradeship.
Let me reach my room!" whispered Durville hoarsely. Dick Prescott wished, with all his heart, to be able to comply with the other cadet's frenzied request. But duty stepped in with loud voice. As a cadet officer, as captain of Durville's company, Prescott had no alternative within the lines of that duty. He must report Cadet Durville. "Now, don't look at me so strangely," begged Durville.
"Prescott couldn't do it," remarked Lieutenant Denton, who had just joined the group. "Why not, Denton?" asked Lieutenant Lawrence. "He was in Coventry." "Pshaw!" "Didn't you know that?" asked Denton. "Not a word of it, though Durville once hinted to me that there was some sort of reason why Prescott couldn't come in." "There was -the Coventry," Denton replied.
Even Durville was fooled, though he did not let up much in the way of alertness. Now the ball came on, with not much speed or steam behind it. Durville took a good look, made some calculation for possible deception, then made his swing with the stick. Slightly forward Durville had to bend, in order to get low enough to make the crack.
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