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The one who missed took up his hat and left the play, and the boy who picked up the ball proceeded to drop it into a hat, and the game went on until all but one were put out. Hat-ball is so simple that any number can play at it, and Jack's friends found it so full of boisterous fun, that every new-comer wished to set down his hat.
It was now evident to all that Jack could no longer be excluded from the game, and that, next to Pewee himself, he was already the best player on the ground. At recess that afternoon Pewee set his hat down in the hat-ball row, and as Jack did not object, Riley and Ben Berry did the same. The next day Pewee chose Jack first in bull-pen, and the game was well played.
When once they were out of sight, Jack winked at Bob, who said: "I say, boys, we can play hat-ball at recess when there isn't time for bull-pen. Let's have a game of bull-pen now, before school takes up." It was done in a minute.
"It would gratify me to hand a few swift ones to somebody," he said. "Look at that demon girl, yonder! She's hammering Gerald to the service line! Oh, my, oh, me! I'm only fit for hat-ball with Billy or cat's-cradle with Kit-Ki. Drina, do you realise that I am nearly thirty?" "Pooh! I'm past thirteen. In five years I'll be eighteen. I expect to marry you at eighteen. You promised."
"I'm not going to play Anthony-over," said Jack. "I'm going to show King Pewee a new trick." "You can't get up a game of bull-pen on your own hook, and play the four corners and the ring all by yourself." "No, I don't mean that. I'm going to show the boys how to play hat-ball a game they used to play on the Wildcat." "I see your point.
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