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Updated: May 11, 2025
Then the word was passed around: "Wait and be with us. Barnes is going to stop the Gridleys on the way to the station. Barnes is going to make Prescott fight for some things he said on the field! Of course, if you fellows get generally peevish, and the whole Gridley team gets cleaned out, there won't be many tears shed."
Like many another man, Henry Gridley lived a double life; or, perhaps it would be nearer the truth to say that there were two Henry Gridleys. Lidgerwood, the Dawsons, the little world of Angels at large, knew the virile, accomplished mechanical engineer and master of men, which was his normal personality.
"You've been doing well, kid," called the even voice of Ted Pascal over the water, "but you can't do any more. We take this race!" "Do you?" dared Dick. "Yes; you're all in, and we have reserve steam left." "Have you?" snapped young Prescott. "Then now is the time to prove it." Taking a deep breath, Dick Prescott shouted: "Remember what Gridley demands! No defeats. Dash ahead, Gridleys!
Perspiration from extreme nervousness broke out on his forehead. Strive as he would, the crew captain of the Gridleys could not shake off the gloomy depression that assailed him. Something was wrong -radically wrong! The "Scalp-hunter" was not showing a winning gait! "Best speed -and work, fellows!" called Dick, as quietly as ever, though in his voice there was a note almost of despair.
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