Terms were agreed upon. This was not difficult, as both managers knew the sport might not turn out a large crowd, and Frank was not inclined to be exacting. He was willing to play for pleasure, even if it cost him something.
“You see,” he said, “I’m pretty near the end of my sporting trip. I shall leave for Old Mexico in the latter part of July.”
“You’re choosing a hot season for such a trip, aren’t you?”
“Well, it’s necessary. But you know they have all sorts of climates in Mexico. In some localities they have delightful weather the whole year round. Indeed, there are places where they never have such hot weather as you experience here. Baltimore is a fine place to bake in summer.”
“Oh, Connecticut is good enough for me, then,” grinned Branch. “We’ve had some mighty hot weather already.”
Fillmore and some others joined them.
“Well, have you two fixed it all up?” asked Fred.
“As far as possible, I think,” nodded Frank.
“I guess it’s just the same as fixed,” said Branch.