t to eleven innings.

"Still two ahead," McRae said to Brennan, as they left the grounds after
the game.

"We're gunning for you," retorted Brennan good-naturedly, "and we'll get
you yet. You've had all the breaks so far, but our turn has got to come."

"Tell that to the King of Denmark," laughed McRae. "We've got your number,
old man."

The party "did" Egypt thoroughly, visiting Cairo, Thebes and Memphis,
climbing the Pyramids, sailing on the Nile, viewing the temples of Karnak
and Philae, the statue of Memnon, and countless other places of interest
in this cradle of the world's civilization. And it was a tired but happy
crowd that finally assembled at Alexandria to take ship for Naples, their
first stopping place on the continent of Europe.

Braxton was no longer with the party, having left it at Ceylon, and others
had dropped away here and there. But in the main the members were the same
as at the beginning. Their health had been excellent, and only a few
things had occurred to mar the pleasure of the trip.

The discomfort that Joe had felt had largely worn away with the passing of
time. Every day was bringing him nearer the time when with the opening of
the season he would actually appear on the diamond wearing a Giant
uniform, and thus effectually dispose of the slander that had troubled
him.

There had just been time enough to receive some of the earliest papers
from America that had been published after the receipt of his denial. That
denial had evidently produced a great effect, coupled as it was with the
offer to give a thousand dollars to charity if the new league could
produce any contract signed by him. "Money talks," and the paper intimated
that the All-Star League had the next move and that it would be "in bad"
with the public if it failed to make its statements good.

"They'll have a hot time doing it," grinned Joe.

"I'm wondering how they'll dodge it," remarked Jim.

"By getting out a new lie to bolster up the old one probably," conjectured
Joe.

The latest papers from America had come on board just as the steamer left
Alexandria, and in the hurry of getting aboard and settling down in their
new quarters it was after supper that night before Joe hurried to the
smoking room to have a look at them.

"Got a thousand dollars handy, Joe?" inquired Denton, as Joe came near
him.

"Because, if you have, the All-Star League wants it," added Larry.

"What do you mean?" asked Joe, all the old disc