“I declare the game forfeited to the Omaha Stars by a score of nine to nothing!”
“And we refuse to accept the forfeit,” said Dorrity promptly. “You are no longer umpire, so you cannot declare it.”
“Off the field with him, boys,” said Frank.
Packed close about Derring, Merry’s men pushed through the mob and hustled the cheating rascal off to the bleachers. As he climbed over the rail the mob howled in derision at him.
Then the field was cleared, and Dorrity announced that the game would go on.
CHAPTER IV.
BEATEN AT LAST.
“How are we going to settle Derring’s last decision?” asked Frank. “All three men were out on the play, as you know, Dorrity.”
“I don’t know,” said the captain of the Stars. “In fact, I did not see the catch, as I was urging the man to run. I thought the Indian could not catch the ball.”