“Indeed it won’t. Charlie, I’ve got to do something!” burst out Joe.
“What is it? I can’t see but what you’re doing your best.”
“My hardest, maybe, but not my best. You see this league pitching is different from a college game. I didn’t stop to figure out that I’d have to pitch a deal oftener than when I was at Yale. This is business—the other was fun.”
“You’re tired, I guess.”
“That’s it—I’m played out.”
“Why don’t you take a vacation; or ask Gregory not to work you so often?”
“Can’t take any time off, Charlie. I need the money. As for playing the baby-act—I couldn’t do that, either.”
“No, I reckon not. But what are you going to do?”
“Hanged if I know. But I’ve got to do something to get back into form. We’re going down.”
“I know it. Has Gregory said anything?”