"Hello, Sam, my boy!" exclaimed Dick, as he strode up and shook hands, quickly followed by his wife. "How are you these days? But it is needless to ask, for you look the picture of health."
"Oh, I'm feeling fine," answered Sam, smiling broadly.
"Ready to play winning baseball, I presume," came from Dora, as she gave him a warm smile.
"Surest thing you know, Dora," he answered. "Oh, we've got to win from Roxley to-day!"
"Yes, but you haven't got me to pitch for you to-day, Sam," broke in Tom, as he came up and shook hands. "Who is going to do the twirling for Brill?"
"They are going to try Dare Phelps first, and if he can't make it, they will try Jack Dudley, one of the sophs."
"Oh, yes, I remember Dudley when he was a freshman," answered Tom. "Pretty clever fellow, too."
"How is it you didn't bring Grace with you, Sam?" questioned Nellie, as she took his hand.
"I'm to take you two girls up to Hope after I leave Tom and Dick at Brill," explained the youngest Rover. "Then we are to get all of you girls directly after lunch. Grace wanted it that way."
"My! but this is a touch of old times," remarked Dick, as he climbed into the automobile. "Let me take the wheel, Sam."