"If he'll come," nodded Dick.
"He must come. But you'll hold yourself ready, anyway, won't you?"
"I'd hate to go in without Greg," replied Dick. "He and I generally work together in anything we attempt."
"That was just the kick Holmesy made when you—-when things were different," corrected the captain of the Army nine hastily.
"Well, you see, 'Durry,' we were always chums back in the good old High School days. We always played together, then, in any game, and either of us would feel lonesome now without the other."
"Oh, of course," nodded Durville. "Well, I'll see Holmesy and try to round him up, if you say so."
"I think I can get him to come around," smiled Dick. "But you may be tremendously disappointed in both of us."
"Can you play ball as well as Holmesy?"
"Perhaps; nearly, I guess."
"Then we surely do need you both, for we've seen Holmesy toy with the ball, and we know where he'd rate. Do you think you play baseball at the same gait that you do football, old ramrod?"