"Say, old man, I want you to do us a big favor. Catch this game for Camden, will you?"
"I've been out of practice for over a month," objected Jim.
"Never mind about that! I don't mean to flatter you, but we've got nothing in this league that can touch you. Come, now! As a personal favor to me!"
"All right. I'll do my best."
"Good for you! Now we've got to pick up a third-baseman!"
Jim hesitated.
"Our Academy shortstop is here," he said, slowly. "He can play a mighty good third at a pinch."
"If he's willing, we'll take him on your say-so, and snap at the chance."
Jim walked to the front of the stand.