“I believe you have saved this game!”
“Think very likely I hev,” was the cheerful answer. “It would be jest like me.”
“If you can keep up this kind of work I’ll sign you for the St. Paul team.”
“Git out!”
“Of course,” said Trueman, who did not wish the stranger to “get his ideas up,” “you lack experience, and, therefore, you cannot command much money; but I’ll give you a chance to show what you can do, and then we’ll talk about money matters.”
“A-haw! a-haw! a-haw!” laughed the jay. “Why, mister, you don’t know how funny it is to hear you talk that air way.”
Trueman flushed, wondering if the fellow was half-witted.
“Talk what way?” he asked.
“’Bout me lackin’ ’sperience, an’ such stuff as that. But I don’t want to play perfessional baseball, anyhow, an’ I jest stepped inter this game ter help ye out. You can’t hire me.”
“But think——”