“It’s a good thing to have faith in your home team,” he said quietly.
“Will you play us?” demanded the man.
“I should be delighted,” answered Frank, “but I have to hear from your manager.”
Then he proceeded to strike the last batter out, and the game was over.
“What do we owe you?” asked the manager of the St. Pauls, as Merry walked in to the bench.
“Nothing,” was the answer. “I didn’t do this for pay, but for the sport.”
“How can we thank you?”
“You don’t have to. I owe you thanks.”
“For what?”
“The fun I’ve had.”