He and Mabel went into the hotel dining room, and Joe’s team-mates glanced curiously at him from where they sat. But none of them made any remarks.
“It was dreadful of Reggie, to accuse you that way,” the girl murmured, when they were seated.
“Oh, he was flustered, and perhaps it was natural,” said Joe. “I did sit near the valise, you know.”
“I know—but——”
They talked over the matter at some length, and then the conversation drifted to baseball. Joe had never eaten such a delightful meal, though if you had asked him afterward what the menu was made up of, he could not have told you. It was mostly Mabel, I think, from the soup to the dessert.
[CHAPTER XIV]
BAD NEWS
Grounds that were soggy and wet, and a dreary drizzle of rain, prevented a game next day, and there was much disappointment. Weather reports were eagerly scanned, and the skies looked at more than once.
“I think it’ll clear to-morrow,” remarked Joe to Charlie Hall.