Then:
"Strike two!"
Dick began to see light. Dave was in fine form, and was sending them in with such terrific speed that it was barely possible to gauge them. That style of pitching carried big hopes for a Navy victory!
CHAPTER XIX
WHEN THE ARMY FANS WINCED
As Darrin sent in the third ball Beckwith made a desperate sweep for it. It was not to be his, however.
"Three strikes! Striker out!"
That broad grin had come back to Dan Dalzell's face, as he held up the neatly mitted ball for an instant, then hurled it lazily back to Dave Darrin.
Now, Durville came to bat, and the captain of the Army nine was an accurate and hard hitter.
"Ball one!"