“Here is where we start,” said Frank.
But Parker, the next man, batted a liner straight at Murphy, who took it easily.
Still not a hit had been obtained off Finch.
Frank went into the box, prepared to make a fight to keep Princeton from rolling up a score. He could not use his great double-shoot often, but he resolved to use it at critical times. He could control it in a marvelous manner, so it was not dangerous to use.
The first man up managed to find the ball. It was not a hit, but he got first on an error by Wintz.
Then Merry toyed with the next batter, while the anxious runner was held close to first, without daring to try a steal. At last the batter tried to bunt, but Frank apprehended the trick, and ran in the moment he pitched the ball.
Down toward third rolled the ball. Merry got it ahead of Walling, scooping it up with one hand, and turned, throwing it with the same motion that picked it from the ground.
Down to second sped the ball. It got there ahead of the runner, and Wintz snapped it to first quick as a flash.
It was a double play; both men were out.
Then the Yale rooters took heart and cheered. Once more not a few of the Princeton men were generous enough to give a hand.