"Oh, what a dandy hit!"
"Get the ball! Throw up the ball!" yelled the Excelsior players. "Hurry up!"
"Go on to third, Harry!" cried Joe. "Go ahead, you have plenty of time!"
Harry was already at first. Now he tore down to second like wildfire. Then up he went to third and slid in to the bag.
"Come home!" yelled Fred, and some others. "Come home! You have plenty of time!"
Harry looked into the field. The fielder was just preparing to throw the ball up to the second baseman. Away he started for the home plate, with the whole crowd yelling like a lot of demons. Boardman was at the plate waiting for the ball, and now he stepped to his left—directly in the runner's path.
Harry came like a whirlwind.