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 "I—well, I'm sort of helping Kewpie Proudtree," he answered haltingly. "He wants to learn to pitch, Mr. Mulford."

"I see." The coach evidently didn't disapprove of the proceeding. Laurie gathered that from his tones. "I see. How's he getting on?"

Laurie shook his head. "Not very well," he said frankly.

"Sorry to hear that," was the grave reply. "Still, there's quite a while yet, and I dare say we'll manage to get along with Beedle and the others until your man's ready." Mr. Mulford slapped Laurie's knee again and again laughed. Laurie laughed, too, but it wasn't a whole-*hearted laugh. Aware of the coach's amused regard, he felt slightly resentful. After a moment he said offhandedly:

"I reckon he'll be ready for the Farview game, sir."

"Think so? Fine!" Mr. Mulford chuckled as he arose. "Well, let me know when he is ready, Turner."

"If I do will you give him a trial?" asked Laurie quickly.