“I think that if we can keep this matter to ourselves, it will be a better thing for the game,” he said, at length. “If it gets out that McCarney and Hupft have been in league with the gamblers and have been trying to throw games, the fans will suspect every one of you, and if you should lose the pennant, you’d never make them believe in a hundred years that you hadn’t done it purposely. It seems to me, though, that it will be a difficult thing for us to get into Davendorp’s without being recognized and arousing suspicion.”
“We’ll have to chance that,” said McRae. “If some of us are recognized, the gang will just think that we’re crooks too, and in the plot. But Robson thinks that we should have more men than the team can furnish, and we are up against it to know who to get.”
“That shouldn’t be so hard,” said Hughson. “There are plenty of fans who think as highly of the game as we do, and want its good name preserved. There ought to be plenty of volunteers for a job like this. I have one or two friends who would go into it at the drop of a hat, if I asked them to.”
“I could muster a few myself,” said McRae. “Probably the rest of us could too, for that matter.”
“There are five of us here,” said Hughson. “Suppose each of us gets hold of two men that he knows can be relied upon, and explains the situation to them. If we can each get two, that will make ten extra men, and with all the fellows on the team, it will be enough, I should say. I don’t think any of them will try to back out.”
“That plan sounds all right to me,” said McRae, and looked questioningly at the others.
As it appealed to them in the same way, there was no further argument on that score, and after a little more discussion they had planned out the matter in every detail. Each of them was to get two volunteers, and bring them to McRae’s rooms as soon as possible. Meanwhile, the manager was to get hold of the players by telephone or messenger, arranging for them to meet him at a designated spot.
They had to act quickly, for already the late summer dusk was closing in, and there was much to do in a short time. Of course, there was a chance that the rascals, frightened off by the escape of Jim and Joe, would not meet at all, but this was not very likely. They would have no reason to suspect that their trysting place was known, and in view of the mishaps of the day, might be even more desirous than before of getting together and concocting schemes for the future. Anyway, this was a chance that the Giants had to take, and even if the conspirators did not meet, the ball players would be out nothing but their time and trouble.
Joe and Jim, of course, had hosts of friends and admirers, but they considered some time before picking out those that they intended to enlist in the cause of clean baseball. Finally they made their choice, and were fortunate in getting the consent of all of them without hesitation. They were young fellows, enthusiastic followers of the game, and hailed the chance of aiding it and at the same time entering into what promised to be an exciting adventure.
Joe and Jim hired a taxicab, and in company with their friends rushed back to McRae’s hotel. They had not taken long, but Hughson was there before them, with two stalwart citizens who looked as though they could give a good account of themselves in a scrimmage. Robson and McRae had experienced no difficulty in getting their recruits, and the latter had also found time to get in touch with most of his players on the telephone.