By the time the fifth inning began Hodge had cooled down, and he could take Merriwell’s pitching in handsome style. Then, in his usual form, Frank struck out three men straight, which set the Yale bleachers wild with joy.
Still, though a runner reached third, Yale could not score. For five straight innings she had been whitewashed.
The crowd on the Princeton bleachers were singing “The Orange and the Black,” and everything looked gloomy for Yale. However, the Yale side kept up the cheering.
In the sixth, Princeton came near squeezing in another run, but a great throw from Gamp cut the runner off at the plate.
Frank congratulated Joe when the men came in from the field.
Still Merriwell himself was worried, although he tried not to show it. His mind was inclined to wander, and he feared he might give some batter the kind of ball he was looking for, which would result in more scores for the enemy.
But Princeton had enough already if she could hold Yale down.
Frank led the batting in the sixth, and he obtained a clean two-bagger.
“Here is where we start!” cried Ready.
But it proved to be where they stopped, for Morgan put up a fly that was easily captured, Gamp followed suit, and Mason struck out.