"Don't you let them do it, Brookside."
The excitement was now at a fever-heat and the majority of the spectators were standing up and crowding forward.
Paul Shale now came forward. He knocked two fouls and then sent up a pop fly which the pitcher gathered in with ease.
"Too bad!"
"One more chance, Lakeport. Now see what you can do!"
Teddy was already in position, with a grim look of determination on his freckled face. With all the strength of his arms he struck at the sphere and it went high up in the air, in the direction of first base.
"Run!" was the yell. "Run!" But running was useless, the baseman got the ball; and the inning came to a finish. Score, Brookside 7, Lakeport 7.
"They have got to play another inning!"
It was quickly begun and as quickly finished, neither side scoring.
"We will play one more inning," announced the umpire. "It is getting too dark to play more."