“Sort of fancy yourself as a diplomat, Kansas?” asked a boy on the wall. Jack shook his head.
“No, I don’t. But if you fellows really need that field as badly as you say you do you’re going the wrong way about it. I know that much.”
“You know a whole lot for a new boy, seems to me,” said Joe Williams irritably. “I suppose out in Kansas——”
“Out in Kansas,” interrupted Jack calmly, “we don’t punch a fellow’s head when we want him to do us a favor.”
No one found anything to say to this, although Williams growled something to his neighbor regarding “fresh Western kids.” And before the subject could be proceeded with the Coach called the players in and turned toward the bench.
“All ready now,” he said. “We’ll try a few innings. Second Team in the field. Prince and Drake, battery. Wales on third, Borden in left field. Get out there and throw around, boys!”