Gowan looked somewhat disappointed, yet pretended to be not a whit less confident in regard to the result.
The next batter electrified every one by lacing the ball to deep centre for three bags and bringing in a run.
“I knew it!” wheezed Gowan. “It was bound to come.”
“That’s one run,” grinned Grafter. “You’ll get no more this inning.”
“We have a man on third.”
“Can’t help it. Two out.”
Grafter was right. The clever colored twirler caused the next batter to fan.
The Giants whooped joyously as they capered in to the bench.
In the seventh inning, however, the Outcasts fell on the pitcher and hammered out five handsome singles, which gave them two runs and tied the score.
In the first of the eighth the Giants made a desperate bid for a run, succeeding in pushing a man round to third, but he died there, O’Neill showing what he could do in a pinch and striking out two of the heaviest and surest batters who faced him.