When the boy sent the ball in it seemed another one straight over. Bryant did not try to “kill it,” but he swung to meet the sphere and line it out.
The ball gave that queer jump, and he did not touch it at all.
“Batter is out!” cried the umpire.
Then the crowd uttered a roar, for this slender lad struck out the first three men to face him.
“What’s the matter with that?” yelled a man. “Why, he’s just as good as Frank Merriwell!”
“Hanged if I don’t believe he’s better!” cried another.
“Who is he? Who is he?” was the question that went from mouth to mouth.
Somebody found out.
“He’s Frank Merriwell’s brother!”
This information caused a great buzzing in the crowd, and interest in Dick grew apace.