“This Merriwell takes the cake!” said another man. “Instead of protecting that cheat, I’d hit him over the head with a club, if I were Merriwell!”
“The roaster ought to be soaked with a bat!”
“Are you going to let him rob you of the game, Merriwell?”
“I don’t think Mr. Dorrity will do that,” said Frank.
Dorrity had been trying to reach the umpire, and he finally succeeded.
“You’ll have to change that decision, Derring,” he said. “The crowd won’t stand for it.”
“I gave it just as I saw it,” said Derring. “I can’t change it.”
“Then we’ll have to put in another umpire.”
“You have no right to put me out. An umpire is in for a game.”
“Not if he’s a barefaced robber!” cried somebody. “Put him out!”