“Queer about Gus,” said Ned to Dan after the journey was resumed. “Last year he wasn’t so bad.”
“What has changed him?” inquired Dan.
“I give it up. He seems to be almost insanely jealous of you.”
“Of me?” Dan laughed a little bitterly as he spoke. “I know, of course, that he hates me, but I hadn’t thought of his being jealous. What have I got to make him feel that way?”
“An arm,” laughed Ned.
“You mean my pitching arm?”
“Of course. You know, he had it all fixed, as he thought, to be the pitcher on the nine this spring.”
“He may be yet,” said Dan quietly.
“Not much!” exclaimed Ned warmly. “We’ve got a fellow to occupy the box this spring who could give points to the best pitcher in the country.”