Baxter’s Second Innings

"MAN in!" cried the umpire, and the fielders fell into their places.
The Bowler stepped back a pace and poised the ball in his fingers. You
never saw Power more clearly written on any face--it was almost weird;
and his arm worked like a steel spring. The new Batsman, on the other
hand, was only a boy. His cricket jacket was painfully new, and so were
his cap and his wondrously varnished bat. And the expression on the
great Bowler's face when the "man in" walked to his wicket was strange
to see.