Dan at that moment threw swiftly to his first-baseman, but the runner, who perhaps was thinking more of his bruised shoulder than of the game, unfortunately was directly in the way of the ball and was again hit by the swiftly thrown sphere. Leaping to his feet with a yell, he shook his fist at the pitcher and shouted, “Do that again an’ I’ll knock yer head off!”
Instantly Dan threw the ball, which had been returned to him, and the baseman touched the excited runner, who had incautiously advanced a yard or more toward the pitcher.
“You’re out,” said Moulton quietly as the man was touched before he could regain the base.
“I hain’t neither!” roared the angry player as he advanced threateningly toward the umpire.
Ignoring the protest, the umpire motioned to Dan to resume his work and the young pitcher instantly threw the ball.
“Strike!” called Moulton promptly.
“Look here, you!” said the angry player that had been declared out at first. He had approached the umpire and wrathfully was facing him. “Do you know what I’d give you for two cents?”
“Get off the field,” said Moulton quietly, scarcely glancing at him.
“I won’t get off! I tell ye I wa’n’t out at first. No, sir! That fellow stood right in my way.”
“I told you to get off the field,” said Moulton again in a low voice.