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Batting to Win

Chapter 9 A CLASH

Word Count: 951    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

h came quick and fast. He was much worked up

Perhaps I had no right to take the envelope, but I couldn't help it after she-Miss Harrison dropped it. To-night, after I saw him-saw Langridge out walking with her-I

er the clipping," ag

ened to go with her a few times, and he is taking this course to give me

h things being done before. Langridge might have hired a printer to

em was genuine. I have a similar on

't true?" i

t," and Sid looked miserable again. "But I'm g

oing to do abou

ith Langridge the first tim

Langridge is a slick article. We know that of old. If

ot going to let him get

he felt that the subject was getting too serious, and his hea

could-forget it

to the town of Haddonfield to get some things to take with them on the trip. For it was quite a journey to play Wescott, a college with whom Randall had clashed in football,

and were on their way to take a car back t

is!" he

s critically examining a

id. "I'm going to ha

ssed the street to where the former pitcher for Randall wa

o his enemy, as he came up behind him,

t Henderson? Well, I don't know that I care to talk to you. I'

naged to take from his pocket a duplicate of

send that to her?

m?" asked Langr

ing clipping about me?

try; isn't it? Besides, I'm not so sure

" cried Sid. "You

Dare you deny that you were in that gambling hall the ni

emed s

did you--" he

ith a sneer. "Your manner is answer enough. Come on

are send that clipping to her-to her! I'll--" he sprang forward, with clenched fists, and before Tom or Phil could st

plored Perkins. "You can

ffort. "And I don't know that I care, after all, for the notoriety of fighting him." He turned aside

ear. "You don't know what you're doing

in his throat, Sid allowed

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