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Dick ran down to the pitcher's box, while Greg, slipping on mask and glove, took up his position behind the plate. Tozier carelessly broke the seal on the package enclosing a ball, inspected it, and dropped it into Dick's hands. Dick threw an overshoot to Greg, who mitted it neatly. But Ted Teall could not let the occasion go by without some nonsense. "Whack!" shouted Teall. "Woof!
How it soared and then flew! The right fielder who followed that ball was nervous from the start. He panted as he fell upon the ball. "Throw it to third!" yelled Teall. "Just at that instant Dan Dalzell was nearing the home plate, which Tom and Greg had already passed. Prescott's ankle turned slightly or he would have got in ahead of the ball.
Find the watch, or wait and see what the law will do to you, Mr. Ted Smarty!" Right on the spot Ted Teall started to look, a feeling of dull but intense misery gnawing in his breast. "Oh, gracious! But now I've gone and done it!" groaned Teall, beginning to shake in his shoes. "Now, I'm in a whole peck and half of trouble, for I'll never be lucky enough to find that watch again!"
"Some one told you," protested Prescott, pretending to look astounded. "What are you going to do with that thing?" Dave insisted. "If I have a chance I'm going to get Ted Teall up in the air, and before the crowd, too," Dick asserted. "With this ball?" Greg asked, taking it from his friend's hand. "Yes." "Hm!
"I surely do," Darry nodded. "Well, then," Tom declared, "I put some of the fellows up to that trick." "I wonder what Ted Teall will do after this when he wants to play rattles on the other side?" inquired Harry. Dick & Co. were now making the most of Saturday afternoon.
"I believe I'll let these fellows stay here until about dark, hunting for their clothes, and not finding 'em," reflected Teall. "Then I'll have Ed Payne drop around and tell 'em just where to look. They can't thump Payne, for he won't be guilty of anything but helping 'em. Then maybe Dick Prescott will pitch dynamite again for me to bat at!"
"It isn't ended -no, sir! -not by a long shot!" Nor was Teall long in finding his opportunity to be revenged. On the following Tuesday, immediately after school, the North and South Grammar nines met on the field.
"Yesterday afternoon you put us up to a lot of funny things to holler to-day." "Forget 'em," ordered Ted. "Dick Prescott certainly stabbed you with that torpedo," grinned another South. "Ted, your nerve is gone for to-day." "Don't get too funny with me, or I'll see you after the game," threatened Teall, as he stalked away, for he was now on deck, and due to go next to bat.
There was, in the eyes, also a light that made Ted creepy. "S-s-say, wh-what do you want?" stammered Teall. "So you are a thief, and at work?" inquired the man, who had rested a thin but rather strong hand on Ted's shoulder. "A thief?" Teall repeated indignantly. "No, sir! And nothing like it, either." "Is all the clothing in there yours?" demanded the stranger sternly.
As it happened, they came out near where Ted Teall stood guarding Hi's clothing. "Have you seen Dick?" was Darrin's hail. "Yes; he and Holmesy have run down the road to get some men. Here they come now with the men," Ted answered, pointing. Dick had had the good fortune to find help before going far.
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