"See here, if you are all going to resign I'll resign myself!" cried the manager of the nine. "This talk is all nonsense."
"But it is growing stronger," answered Dave. "And I must admit, Purdy is a good pitcher."
"Can he pitch as well as you?"
"I'd prefer to have others decide that question."
More talks like this followed, and when some of the other students got at Phil he began to waver.
"Well, regardless of friendships," said he at last, "I want to do the best I can for Oak Hall. I am willing to put Purdy in the box, Barloe behind the bat, and Hissoc on first, provided Dave, Roger, and Gus will go on the substitute bench."
"I reckon Porter won't agree to substitute," said one of the club members.
But in this surmise the player was mistaken. The young pitcher agreed to do anything the manager wished, and so did the senator's son and Plum. Thereupon Purdy, Barloe, and Hissoc were at once put into training for the next game.
One afternoon Dave, Phil, Roger, and Ben Basswood went for a row on the river. They took one of the racing boats, and, with each at an oar, they made rapid progress up the stream. They passed several of the islands, and then rounded a point and entered a cove which was thickly lined with bushes and trees.
