“Pretty good. We play every Saturday, and sometimes in the middle of the week. Have you seen our diamond?”
“Yes, and it’s pretty good for kids—I mean for boys like you to fix up,” and Jakie corrected himself quickly. “It’s a good back-stop you have.”
“Yes, Old Johnny Green helped us make it.”
“Humph! He’s the man who saved you from the water wheel. Say, I’m real sorry about that. Sam and I never dreamed you were on it, and——”
“Oh, I know,” interrupted Tommy, quickly. “Don’t worry about that. I—can’t we—that is, can’t we be friends?” he asked. “I—er—that is——”
“Say, will you?” asked Jakie, eagerly. “I would like to be friends with you. It was all my fault, and——”
“It was partly mine, too,” went on Tommy. “I—I guess I shouldn’t have got so mad that time you took my bat.”
“Honestly, that was only a joke,” explained Jakie. “I saw you were a new boy in town, and I wanted to have some fun with you.”
“Then it’s all right,” answered the young captain. “Come to our games sometimes,” he invited. “Of course, we’re not very good players, but we have lots of fun.”
“Sure I’ll come. Say, you’ve got quite a nine, I think. Have all the lads got uniforms?”