"Is it?" asked Mr. Baker with a laugh, as he raised it up, and showed nothing beneath. "Now let Mr. Bradner try."
"I think it's there," spoke the boy, indicating the middle shell.
"Right you are," came from Mr. Baker, as he lifted the shell, and disclosed the ball.
"Well, it's easier to pick the right one out of two, than out of three," remonstrated Hynard.
"All right. I'll give him first pick this time," and once more Mr. Baker manipulated the shells and ball.
"Now where is it?" he asked Roy quickly. The boy, who was quite taken with the new trick, was eagerly leaning forward, watching with eyes that little escaped, the movements of Mr. Baker's fingers.
"It's there," he said quietly, indicating the shell farthest away from him.
"What did I tell you?" asked Mr. Baker, lifting the shell and showing that Roy was right.
"He's got you beat, Hynard," said Sutton.
"Well, I'll bet he can't do it again."