"But I wasn't out!"
"Shut up now! Get off the diamond!" ordered Carter, peremptorily.
"What? Me? Say, I'm captain of this team. Can't I question a decision?"
"Not mine. Spears, you're delaying the game."
"I tell you it was a rotten decision," yelled Spears. The bleachers agreed with him.
Carter grew red in the face. He and Spears had before then met in field squabbles, and he showed it.
"Fifty dollars!"
"More! You cheap-skate you piker! More!"
"It's a hundred!"
"Put me out of the game!" roared Spears.