human
Whew! whistled Captain Elmer Dalton of the Morningside nine, as he greeted some of the lads against whom his team was to play,
gpt
Yes, a bit of house cleaning, replied Ward Gerard.
human
I am captain now. Hiram and Luke got out.
gpt
Yes, I heard there was some sort of a row.
human
Oh, I suppose it's all over the league by this time, put in Peaches.
gpt
But it couldn't be helped. It was like a dose of bitter medicine, but we took it, and I think it's going to do us good.
human
You mean _we're_ going to do you good, laughed Elmer.
gpt
We're going to trim you again to-day.
human
Not much! cried Ward.
gpt
We'll win. Come now, a little wager between you and me--for the sodas, say.
human
You're on! agreed Elmer.
gpt
Where's your batting list?