“How are you, Mr. Arnold?” said Ray, greeting him. “I received word that you were unwell.”
“I unwell? Who said so?” asked Arnold.
“The telegram from Dean brought us that report,” answered Ray.
“Oh, I understand now what you mean. I was well enough, but I didn’t feel like pitching the whole game through, so I changed places with Cross and took a rest.”
This answer as well as the tone in which he spoke indicated clearly enough that Arnold had been merely saving himself for Monday’s game.
“Are all your men here?” asked Beard.
“Yes,” answered Ray.
“Then we shall look for you at the grounds shortly before two o’clock,” said Beard, as if about to take his leave.
“One moment,” said Tony; “the ball grounds are some distance away. Have any arrangements been made for carriages to take us out?”