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"Yes, but Andy got back at him good and proper, and put him out of the game," remarked Ted. "It was a beaut!" "Did you and Mortimer have a run-in?" asked Dunk quickly. "Oh, no more than is usual in practice," replied Andy, lightly. "He shook me up and I came back at him." "If that's football, give me a good old-fashioned fight!" laughed Dunk. "Well, if we're going to have some fun, come on."
Someone knocked on the door. "Come!" called Andy and Dunk together. The two chums looked at each other curiously. Ikey Stein entered, his face all smiles. "Such bargains!" he began. "Socks or neckties?" asked Andy, looking for a book to throw at the intruder. "Socks silk ones, and such colors! Look!" and from various pockets he pulled pairs of half hose.
"Same here," announced Andy, reading his, and then glancing anxiously at his roommate. "I'm not going," said Dunk, wadding up the missive and tossing it into the waste-paper basket. "Neither am I," said Andy, doing the same.
Andy was rather white, and his lips trembled. "It does seem so," admitted Dunk, gloomily enough. "Any more water there?" he asked, presently. "I'll get some," offered Andy, and he soon returned with a pitcher in which ice tinkled. "That sounds good," murmured his roommate. "Was I very bad last night?" "Oh, so-so."
In those history-making days the First Lord of the Admiralty was George Montagu Dunk, First Earl of Sandwich, Second Baron and First Earl of Halifax, and Captain Cook took several opportunities of preserving his patron's name. The First Earl Sandwich of Hinchinbrook was the "my lord" of the gossiping Pepys.
The Ashantee monarch was just about to make his appearance. Meanwhile, a little man in fleshings and a cocked hat addressed the audience. "Messieurs and Mesdames I have the honor to announce that Caraba Radokala, King of Ashantee, will next appear before you. This terrific native sovereign was taken captive by that famous Dutch navigator, the Mynheer Van Dunk, in his last voyage round the globe.
Andy laughed, and pitched a book at his chum, which volume Dunk successfully dodged. "Well, I wouldn't want that to happen," said the catcher. "And that reminds me. There's a rip in my glove, and I've got to sew it." "Can you sew?" "Oh, a bit," answered Andy. "I'm strictly an amateur though, mind you.
I must get Link a lawyer and tell him that." Andy found Dunk in the room, and excitedly broke the news to him. "Whew! You don't say so!" cried Dunk. "Your friend Link arrested! What do you know about that? And the book in his room!" "Somebody else put it there," suggested Andy. "Possibly. But that money-in-a-letter story sounds sort of fishy." "That is a weak point," Andy admitted.
The general principle that where the rainy days are fewest the amount of rain is greatest, is apt to be forgotten. During 1903 the rainfall of Dunk Island amounted to 153 inches.
"Make him eat out of the bean trough!" "He's got a glass arm!" "Swat it, Kelly! A home run and we'll score two!" This was cried to the next man up. Dunk looked at Andy and shrugged his shoulders. His guessing had not been productive of much good to Yale, for the first man had gotten just the kind of a ball he wanted. Dunk made up his mind to be more wary.
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