He looked at her with an expression of mingled doubt and admiration.
"You are a woman," he said. "How you dare to do such a theeng?"
"Dare?" she hoa.r.s.ely cried. "I dare anything in a case like this!"
"But how can we take her out? She raise the disturbance."
"Oh, no, she won"t. I know her room. She sleeps alone. A little chloroform will quiet her. Leave the matter to me. Will you come? Do you dare? If you haven"t the courage to play this game, say so."
"I haf the courage!" cried Murillo suddenly. "I weel be there! Eef eet ees a trap, look out for me! I am not the man who forgets!"
"Save your breath," said the woman. "Don"t bother to threaten me. I"ll see you again to-night."
Then she turned and walked back to the athletic field, rejoined the party in the grand stand, announced that she had changed her mind about watching the game, chatted, laughed, and appeared wholly care-free and at ease.
Not until the fifth inning could Merriwell"s team score against the Farnham Hall lads. It was mainly Sparkfair"s wonderful pitching that kept Frank and his friends from circling the bases. Dale had splendid speed, dazzling shoots, and masterly control. In the fifth the Merries tried the bunting game and filled the bases, with only one out. Badger then came up and smashed out a fine two-bagger, driving in three runs.
Sparkfair then struck out Carson and Dunnerwurst. Although the head of Frank"s batting order came up in the sixth and Hodge reached third, no scores were secured. In the seventh Gallup crossed the pan with a run.
Neither side could secure a tally in the eighth, and the ninth inning opened with Merriwell"s team three runs behind the youngsters.
"Oh, we"ve got you!" laughed Sparkfair. "We haven"t been able to make a run since the first inning, but those seven scores were enough."
"Yah," said Dunnerwurst "Dot Ephraim Gallup he didid der pizness. Der game threw him avay."
"Gol dinged if yeou"ve gut anything to say!" rasped the Vermonter. "Yeou started all the trouble."
"Uf Frankie had let der pitcher"s plate stay py me a vhile longer, it vould haf peen different. Der ball was chust gittin" control uf me ven he tookt me oudt."
Farnham Hall did not score in the first half of the ninth.
Diamond was the first batter up for the Merries, and he laced out a clean single.
"That"s the stuff!" cried Frank. "Only three scores! We"ll get "em right here!"
Browning lifted a fly to left field, and Bemis scooped it. Diamond reached second. Gallup dropped a Texas Leaguer over the infield, and Buck Badger walked out With a bat on his shoulder.
"It peen up to you, Padger!" cried Dunnerwurst. "See vot you coot dood py der ball."
At this juncture Sparkfair issued his first pa.s.s, and Badger walked, filling the bases. Berlin Carson tried to drive in some runs, but popped up an infield fly and was out. Then Hans Dunnerwurst started forth.
"Oh, crackey!" groaned Ephraim Gallup. "It"s all over naow!"
"Yah, it vos all ofer," nodded Hans. "A home run vill knock me. Der game vos seddled."
It is probable that almost every one expected to see Hans strike out.
After making two strikes, the Dutchman secured a clean single, on which Diamond and Gallup scored.
"Dot vos a mishdake," declared the Dutchman. "Der ball meant to strike me twice as far as dot."
There was great anxiety on both sides as Bart Hodge walked out.
"You can dood it, Hotch!" shouted Hans.
Bart smashed the second ball pitched him, driving it out on a line.
Little Bob Bubbs thrust out his left mitt, and the ball spanked into it.
It stuck there.
The game was over, and Sparkfair"s team had defeated the Merries by a single run.
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE PROOF.
Gregory Carker never knew exactly why he rose in the night and stole out of his room with catlike steps. He had a vague idea that he would move silently in order not to disturb or awaken any one sleeping in the house.
Near the head of the stairs he paused and backed into a shadowy corner.
Two persons came up the stairs. One of them bore a candle which flickered and flared, the fitful light showing her features plainly.
It was Madge Morton. She was deathly pale, and the hand that held the candle shook like that of a person with the palsy. Behind her was a man.
As she reached the head of the flight she paused, turned to this man, and whispered:
"Follow me closely. The girl"s room is two doors to the left."
Carker saw the man"s face, and he recognized Jose Murillo.
Forth from his nook leaped Greg, seizing Murillo as the Mexican placed his foot on the last stair. Mrs. Morton gave a gasping cry of dismay, dropped the candle, and fled. The candle did not go out. Although it fell on its side, it continued to burn fitfully.
At the head of those stairs a sharp, savage struggle took place. The Mexican uttered a smothered oath and sought to produce his knife.
"Thees time I fix you, Carkaire!" he panted.
The dim light of the candle gleamed on the blade. Greg Carker tore himself free and struck a swinging blow which landed on Murillo"s jaw.
The Mexican crashed to the foot of the stairs, where he lay groaning while the aroused household flocked to the spot.
"What is it, Carker? What the d.i.c.kens is the matter?" demanded Frank, as he seized Greg"s shoulder.
Carker had picked up the candle and was holding it in his hand.
"I think we"ll find a man at the foot of these stairs," he said, his voice not quite steady in spite of his effort to command himself.
They did find a man down there. Jose Murillo had struck on his own knife and was seriously wounded. Doctor Schnitzle was promptly brought over from Farnham Hall, but after taking a look at Murillo"s wound, he turned and whispered to Frank:
"Maype he vill last vun halluf hour, but it iss not to be expectioned.