"There they are!"
"They are going to pitch and catch, after all!"
"Wonder why they kept out of sight so long?"
When Joe and Fred ran out on the field, Si Voup and Boardman stared at them as if they were gazing at ghosts.
"It—it's them!" gasped Boardman.
For the moment Si Voup was too paralyzed to speak. He continued to stare at Fred until the latter walked over to him, adjusting his chest protector as he did so.
"Oh, you needn't stare so, Si Voup," he called out. "I am here, and so is Joe, and after this game is over we have an account to settle with you and Boardman and Dan Marcy!"
"You—you——" stammered Voup. He did not know what to say.
"Play!" called out the umpire, and Fred had to race back to his position. Si Voup continued to stare at him and also at Joe, and then turned back to whisper to Boardman.
"We're caught!" he muttered, hoarsely.