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I'm not particularly stuck on work, but I couldn't go on feeling that I was a thief that I had stolen from my own mother. That's what you brought me to, Rackliff." Herbert sneered. "That's right, blame it all on me and let yourself out entirely.
He had rings and scarf pins, and a gold watch with a handsome seal fob. His face was pale and a trifle hollow-cheeked, his chest flat, and his muscles, lacking exercise, sadly undeveloped. For Rackliff took no part in outdoor sports of any sort, protesting that too much exertion gave him palpitation of the heart.
Herbert Rackliff, having recovered his breath and found sufficient strength to stand without assistance, was looking on and listening in the greatest satisfaction. "Soak him, Phil!" he whispered faintly. "Go for him!" "Perhaps you're right," said Grant again, as Springer surveyed him with marked contempt. "Anyhow, I certain am not going to fight you." Springer seemed genuinely disappointed.
Even now the fact that he let himself go sufficiently to lay hands on Rackliff seemed to spur him on, and, still shaking the limp and helpless fellow, he maintained his hold on the city youth's neck until Herbert's eyes began to bulge and his face grew purple.
It was a double play, and a mighty shout of joy was flung forth from beneath the fluttering crimson banners of the Oakdale spectators. Again Phil was cheered. "Well done, Spring," complimented Eliot quietly, as Phil reached the bench. Then Herbert Rackliff, pale and desperate, rushed forth to the bench, catching Eliot's arm and saying: "Perhaps you're not aware that Mr.
"If I'm put in to pitch," said Springer, still uttering his words in that slow and positive manner, "I shall do my level best to hold Wyndham down and give Oakdale a chance to win the game." "You you'll what?" spluttered Rackliff incredulously. "Why, you're joking! Your money, seven dollars which you gave me, is bet on Wyndham. If Oakdale wins you lose the seven."
"Rackliff!" muttered Springer, struck by sudden conviction. "Old chum of mine. Don't suppose this little experience will do his cold any good, I got Orv Foxhall to come over here for Herb this morning with old man Foxy's bubble that's down there at the bottom of the canal, where it's liable to stay for some time. I reckon we'll all travel back to Wyndham by steam cars."
"It was four to three in Oakdale's favor at the end of the fifth." "Rotten!" snarled Herbert, and a tempestuous burst of coughing shook him frightfully. When Phil started away the still coughing lad grasped his arm and restrained him. "You you wait!" gasped Rackliff. "Wyndham must win this game she just must, that's all. Did you say Grant was hurt?" "Yes." "How much?"
Apparently this concluding remark was caused by the appearance of Rackliff, who came strolling into the light of the window and paused. Herbert looked them over. "Several prominent members of the great Oakdale baseball team, I observe," he said. "Been talking of the coming game, I presume." "You're presuming, as usual," returned Cooper.
"I'm listening," encouraged Rackliff. "Let it come. Great Scott! I'd like to have a cigarette." But Roy, after remaining silent a few moments longer, slowly shook his head. "I won't tell you," he muttered; "I can't. But look here, Rack, you've got to get that money for me as soon as you can. I need it if you only knew how I need it!"
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