"The score is two to two," remarked Chester Waltham, when the Brill team came up to the bat in the fifth inning. In this, with one man out, Sam managed to send a neat drive directly past the Roxley shortstop. He gained first with ease, and then, taking a desperate chance, slid safely to second.
"Good work, Rover! Keep it up!" came from one of his chums.
"That won't do him any good. They can't bring it in," called out a Roxley sympathizer, and he proved to be a true prophet, for the inning came to an end with no additional runs, Sam getting no chance to advance beyond the second bag.
"Now, then, Phelps, keep cool," admonished Bob, when in the second half of the fifth inning the Brill pitcher passed the first batter on balls.
"All right, I'll do my best," answered Dare Phelps. "But I must confess my arm is beginning to hurt me," he added.
"Do you want to drop out?" questioned the captain, quickly.
"Oh, no, not until they hit me more than they have," responded the Brill pitcher, grimly.
There followed one out, but after that came some free hitting which brought in two runs.
"Hurrah! Hurrah!" shouted the Roxley students.
"Two to four in favor of Roxley! That's the way to do it! Snow 'em under!"