Then Keeler, the Allandale backstop, not to be outdone in the matter, also met one of Tyree's mystifying balls on the tip of his bat; and Patterson, who had not had time to even think of asking to get some one to run for him, had to keep galloping along in mad haste, the coach near third sending him home, which he reached after a slide.
Farmer, however, struck out immediately afterwards, so that one tally only resulted from the batting rally.

But the mischief had been already done.

Big Ed was wheezing badly when he took his place in the box, a fact the vigilant eye of Hugh instantly noted.
"This is going to be our one chance to do something, boys," he told his mates as they came in to start the fifth frame.

"Big Ed is tired after that running.

Work him for a pass, Owen; you know how to do it, all right." Owen apparently did, for shortly afterwards he was perched safely on the initial sack, with Hugh himself at bat, and filled with a grim determination to send the runner along, as well as plant himself on the bag.
He picked out a good one, and cracked it out for a double, Owen managing to land on third.