CHAPTER XXXI.
A MOMENT OF PERIL.
The old Indian sat down and resumed smoking.
“Heap good!” he grunted, as Dick came in. “Make um strikin’ man go swish-swish. ’Nother one send um up easy ball, you ketch him slick. All right so! Injun Heart heap get into gear.”
Old Joe was beginning to pick up current slang.
Inza Burrage was signaling from the bleachers, and Frank started over at once.
“Bring your brother!” she exclaimed, as soon as Merry was near. “I want to speak to him.”
So Frank went back for Dick, who came over quietly.
Inza descended to the front of the bleachers, followed by Elsie, who saw Bart approaching.