"All right. I took it for granted you could. You look like a chap that can do things. Do you play baseball?"
"No; that is, I've never played on a team. Of course, I can catch a ball if it's coming my way."
"Good! Why not come out for the nine in the spring? Will you?"
"I don't believe there'd be much use in it," said Roy. "I know so little about the game."
"That's all right. You could learn. Half the fellows who try have never played before. And I know you can start quick and run like a streak. I saw you make that touchdown day before yesterday. You'd better try."
"Well," answered Roy, as they lifted the canoe from the water and bore it into the boat house, "maybe I will. Only I don't think the captain would be very glad to see me."
"Don't you worry about the captain," laughed Chub. "He's too glad to get material to be fussy."
"Who is captain?" asked Roy.
"I am," said Chub. "That's how I know so much about him!"