“How much do you stand to lose on this game if St. Paul wins?” asked Bates.
“Eight hundred dollars,” answered Dowling.
“Well, I reckon you’re out that much.”
“Not yet. The score is tied, and there is another show. We have our last half.”
“But St. Paul can’t touch that pitcher. Look at that! He has two strikes on Gibson, and Gib is the third man up this inning.”
“But that fellow may be fixed.”
“How?”
“I’ll find a way.”
Then, as the jay pitcher struck the third man out the crowd went wild, and somebody in the grand stand yelled: