“I’m going to call on Miss Harrison,” was the somewhat unexpected answer.
[CHAPTER V]
RANDALL AGAINST BOXER
Tom and Phil stood staring at each other as Sid walked on ahead.
“Well, wouldn’t that get your goat?” asked Tom.
“It sure would,” admitted Phil. “He must have made up with her, after all.”
How it came about Sid, of course, would never tell. It was too new and too delightful an experience for him—to actually be paying attentions to some girl—to make it possible to discuss the matter with his chums. Sufficient to say that in the course of two weeks more there was another photograph in the room of the inseparables.
Baseball matters began to occupy more and more attention at Randall. The team was being whipped into shape, and between Tom, Ed Kerr and the coach the lads were beginning to get rid of the uncertainty engendered by a winter of comparative idleness.