“You come out for practice in a month or so,” said Chub, “and I’ll bet you can learn how. Will you?”
“If you like. Do both you fellows play?”
“Yes, Roy plays first base and I play second.”
“Chub is captain,” added Harry.
“And where do you play?” asked Dick, turning to her.
“They won’t let me play,” answered Harry disgustedly. “I can play just as well as Sid Welch, though!”
“Oh, come now, Harry,” laughed Chub, “Sid played a pretty good game last year.”
“So could I if you’d let me. I can catch any ball you can throw, Chub Eaton, and you know it!”
“Of course you can,” said Chub soothingly. “I’ll put you behind the bat this year, Harry.”