“I am, of course.”
“Oh, of course,” repeated Clinton in a low voice. “You want to run everything.”
“Well, Fred Langridge is a good pitcher,” spoke Sid Henderson. “He’s likely to make the ’varsity this year.”
“Um!” was all Phil said.
The boys reached the chapel, and, under the direction of Langridge, the cord and rope were made ready.
“Got a good stone?” asked the leader.
“Here’s a hunk of lead,” replied Ed. “I made it on purpose. It’s not so likely to slip out as a stone.”
“That’s good. Hand it over.”
The lead was soon fastened to the cord.
“Look out, now, here goes!” called Langridge. “I’m going to pitch it over. Be all ready, Snail.”