“Surest thing you know. That’s partly why I came. To tell you. You see, I thought you’d want to know it.”
“Very thoughtful of you,” Dick laughed. “But will you tell me how I can manage a ball team, you idiot?”
“Why can’t you? All you have to do is to arrange games for us and look after the expenses and see that we behave ourselves. If they make me captain——”
“Which they will, as it’s your scheme!”
“It’s really Bert’s. But if they do I’m going to tell the other fellows that they’ve got to do just as you say. You know more baseball than I do and you’re going to be the real thing.”
“Nonsense!”
“No nonsense about it. That’s settled, then.”
“But, look here, I’d have to go to places with you and—and—well, you know, Gordie, I can’t afford to do that very often.”
“It won’t cost you anything. Your expenses will be paid by the club. Besides, we’ll only go over to the Point and places like that, I guess. Now I’m going to see Lanny and talk it over with him.”
“Well, all right. I’ll be manager if you really want me to. I’d like it. Only, if you change your mind, or the other fellows think——”