CHAPTER XXXIX
BANCROFT COMES TO CONQUER
Never before, even though it was the middle
of the week, had such a crowd of Bancroft
fans accompanied the team to a
neighboring town. When the train stopped they
began hopping off the cars, like fleas from the back
of a cat to which insect powder has been applied,
and in a few moments the station platform was
packed with them, laughing, joking, confident of
what the afternoon held in store.
In short order they swarmed into every restaurant in town. Having satisfied their hunger, they went forth into the streets of Kingsbridge to wait for the hour of the game, some of them to seek citizens who were willing to back the local team with real money.
But Fancy Dyke and two associates, provided with rolls of the "long green," had struck Kingsbridge by an earlier train and raked the place for bets with a fine-tooth comb. Kingsbridgers who had money they were willing to risk sought the assurance of Henry Cope that Tom Locke would
