“Well, some game to-day, kid, eh?” laughed old Jack, giving him a clap on the shoulder. “Some game, hey? I guess we’re back in it.” “I guess we are,” said Lefty. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to dust away as soon as I can get a shower and change my clothes. There’ll be someone waiting for me outside the gate.” “Go on, old man,” returned the veteran manager. “I don’t blame you a bit. She’s a dream.” THE END Transcriber’s Notes: ――Text in italics is enclosed by underscores (_italics_). ――Punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently corrected. ――Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved. ――Inconsistent hyphenation and compound words were made consistent only when a predominant form was found.