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But Merry did not let up in the least. The very next one was a speed ball, but Frank caused the curves to reverse the other way, and Dorrity let it pass.

“Batter is out!” announced the umpire.

Dorrity threw down his bat and started into the diamond, yelling:

“What’s that? That ball didn’t come within a foot of the plate!”

“Sit down!” commanded the umpire grimly.

Dorrity insisted on kicking, and the umpire warned him again in a manner that meant business.

“Robbery!” muttered the captain of the Stars, as he walked back to the bench.

Two were out, and Batch, the pitcher of the home team, was the next hitter. It happened that Merry had discovered Batch’s weak point, and he did not fear him, for which reason he did not again use the double-shoot in that inning.

A sharp drop caught Batch the first time. Then followed one close to the batter’s hands, and he hit it on the handle of the bat. The ball rolled out to Frank, who threw Batch out at first while Jack was racing home.

The home team had not scored in that inning, but they were still two ahead of the visitors, who had failed to make a single tally.