“I remember it,” growled Dolph. “I didn’t mind it at first, but after awhile I got so rattled I didn’t know where I was.”
“And when the ball did get by you finally you couldn’t find it,” laughed Ted.
“Couldn’t find it! Of course, I couldn’t find it! Some one kicked it into the crowd!”
“Did they score?” Jack asked.
“Two runs. But we hammered the stuffing out of the ball in the eighth inning and won. What was the score, Ted?”
“Nine to six.”
“Nine to seven,” corrected Sam.
“Nine to six.”
“I’ll tell you.” Dolph pulled open a drawer in the desk, took out a score book and found the game. “Nine to seven, Ted.”