"Oh, there are several ways to do that."
"I'd like to know just one way."
"I'd let you into the secret if I felt sure I could trust you," went on Dan Marcy, in a lower tone.
Si Voup stared at him for a moment. He understood what sort of a character the former bully of Lakeport was, and felt that the secret must be of a shady nature. Yet he was anxious to win, and the prospect of making money by it appealed to him strongly.
"You can trust me, Dan. I never blab things I hear."
"Over to Springfield the Rocket Club once won a game by doctoring the drinking water the other club used. The stuff in the water made the players dizzy so they couldn't catch the ball for a cent."
"What did they put into the water?"
"I don't know. But I guess a druggist could tell you."
"I shouldn't care to try it. In the first place it would be hard to get at the water they use and in the second place a fellow might run the risk of poisoning one of them," went on Si, who was a coward at heart.
"Well, there's another plan, a good deal better," went on Dan Marcy. "If you mean business, I'll go into it with you."