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"Really? " exclaimed Janet Harting, her eyes sparkling. Then she laughed. "It's luck you didn't tell father. He has an idea that professional ball players aren't quite respectable."
Bert Elgin bent slightly forward, a hurt expression in the eyes fixed upon her face. During the fifteen minutes in which he had labored strenuously to ingratiate himself with her father, and succeeded beyond his hopes, he had gathered, by skillful probing, the impression that the older man was just the sort to look askance on professional athletics. Not a hint of this now appeared on the surface, however. His voice was regretful, with just the proper touch of indignation in it.