"Pull up, Toots," said Merry. "Let's see what he wants."
The colored boy stopped the horses, and Silence came out.
"One point, Mr. Merriwell," he said. "We haven't decided on the umpire for that game."
"It's generally understood that the home team furnishes the umpire, I believe," returned Frank.
"That's a matter of accommodation. In this case it won't be any particular accommodation for us."
"Is that so?"
"That's right. If you don't mind, we'll furnish the umpire."
"What if I do mind?"
"Why should you?"
"I happen to have a good man who will officiate for us. He knows the game, and I know him."