I will not deny that
I have felt the injustice of the cloud that has hung over me for
the last few months. Anyone of you would have felt it under the
same circumstances. But it is past---forgotten, and I know how
happy you all are that the truth has been discovered."
There was a moment's silence. Then Dick asked, as he had so often
done before:
"Is there any further business to come before the class meeting?"
Silence.
"A motion to adjourn is in order."
The motion was put, offered and carried. Dick Prescott stepped down
from the platform, a man restored to his birthright of esteem from
his comrades.
CHAPTER XVI
FINDING THE BASEBALL GAIT
"Morning, old ramrod!"
Never had greeting a sweeter sound than when Dick strolled about in
the quadrangle after breakfast the next morning.
Scores who, for months, had looked straight past Prescott when
meeting him, now stopped to speak, or else nodded in a friendly
manner.
Twenty minutes later, the sections were marching off into the
academic building, in the never-ceasing grind of recitations.
"Prescott," declared Durville, during the after-dinner recreation
period, "we want you to come around to show what you can do at
baseball. We've some good, armor-proof material for the squad,
but we need a lot more. And we want Holmesy, too. Bring him
around with you, won't you?"
"If he'll come," nodded Dick.
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