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“I guess it was more my fault than any one’s,” said Johnny regretfully.
“I shouldn’t have lugged him to the game that time and let him see
Renneker.”
“You bet you shouldn’t,” agreed Slim heartily. But Leonard demurred.
“Piffle,” he said, “Johnny isn’t to blame. Better blame Renneker for
getting fresh the other night and getting Carnochan down on him. Maybe
we’re taking too much for granted, anyway, fellows. Maybe Mr. Cade just
kept Renneker out of to-day’s game while he looks into the business.”
“Renneker wasn’t at training table for supper,” said Slim. “That means
that he’s done for. I call it a pretty rotten piece of business!”
They lugged Johnny along to the pictures and discussed the matter
very thoroughly both going and returning. Slim agreed eventually that
maybe Leonard would hold down Renneker’s position satisfactorily, but
they couldn’t get him to acknowledge that Mr. Cade had acted rightly
in dismissing Renneker from the team. He said some very disapproving
things of the coach, sneered at him for being a “Lily-white” and
doubted that he or any one else could present adequate proof that
Renneker had received money for playing baseball. Especially, however,
he was bitter against Carnochan, and would have sought that gentleman
out and presented him with a piece of his mind had not Leonard and
Johnny dissuaded him. In the end they all agreed that it was up to them
to keep what they knew to themselves, and by Monday they were very
glad that they had, for Gordon Renneker was out on the field in togs
coaching the guards and the news was abroad that he had been dropped
because of difficulties with the Office. That was such a plausible
explanation that no one doubted it, although one might have wondered
how it was that he was allowed to aid in the coaching. The incident
seemed to have made no great difference to Renneker. He was perhaps a
bit more stand-offish than ever and inclined to sarcastic criticisms
that seldom failed to get under the skin of Raleigh, who, worried
over his failure to make progress that fall, was in no mood for the
big fellow’s caustic humor. That the two never quite came to blows
was chiefly due to the fact that practice came to an end just before
Raleigh’s patience did.
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