“Well, are they going to let this fellow hold them down and break their streak?” wheezed Gowan angrily. “I have money bet on this game. Wake them up and get them into it. They’ve got to win!”
Mike Grafter laughed.
“No use to squirm, Gowan, my boy,” he said. “We’ve got you.”
“If they lose this game, McGann,” said Gowan, “I lose a thousand dollars.”
“That’s not all we lose,” said McGann. “I have a contract with Merriwell by which the winners take all the gate money.”
“What?” gasped Gowan.
“That’s right. He sort of forced me into it. Refused every other offer I made.”
“Oh, no!” exclaimed Wallace Grafter. “You forget that I was present, Mr. McGann, when the arrangement was made.”
“Well, he refused every reasonable offer.”