Brassy set his teeth and swung the bat with a do-or-dare expression. Then the first ball pitched came in an outcurve which he swung at in vain.
“Take your time!” called out Gif.
The next was an incurve, but Brassy swung at it and missed again.
“Strike two!”
“Hit it, Brassy! Hit it!”
“Knock the cover off!”
“Take your time! Wait until you get just what you want!”
And thereupon Brassy Bangs did wait—until he had three strikes called upon him and was declared out.
“And the score is ten to five in favor of Longley Academy!”