"That's a Rosher for you—that Eschenbach!" Birsky exclaimed for the hundredth time. "And mind you, right the way through, that crook knew he wasn't going to give us no orders yet!
"But," he cried, "we got the crook dead to rights!"
"What d'ye mean, we got him dead to rights?" Zapp inquired listlessly.
"Don't you remember," Birsky went on, "when he hits the Schlag there yesterday, which injured Golnik and Bogin, he says to us he seen it all the time where they was standing and he was meaning to hit 'em with the ball?"
Zapp nodded.
"And don't you remember," Birsky continued, "I says to him did he done it on purpose, and he said sure he did?"
Zapp nodded again and his listlessness began to disappear.
"Certainly, I remember," he said excitedly, "and he also says to us we shouldn't think it was an accident at all."
Birsky jumped to his feet to summon the stenographer.
"Then what's the use talking?" he cried. "We would right away write a letter to Golnik and Bogin they should come down here to-morrow and we will help 'em out."