“He hits speed. He couldn't hit a slow ball with a paddle.”
“Now you're talkin'. There's Stern, how'd you size him?”
“He's weak on a low curve, in or out, or a drop.”
“Peg, you're talkin' some now. How about Hill?”
“Hill is a bunter. A high ball in close, speedy, would tie him in a knot.”
“Come on, hurry! There's Burr.”
“Burr's the best of the lot, a good waiter and hard hitter, but he invariably hits a high curve up in the air.”
“All right. So far so good. How about the rest of the team?”
“I'll hand them up a straight, easy ball and let them hit. I tell you I've got Herne beaten, and if Gallagher or any one else begins to guy me I'll laugh in his face.”
“Oh, you will?... Say, you go down to your room now, and stay there till time for lunch. Study or read. Don't think another minute about this game.”