nearly noon
`` I think I had better , '' said Joe , thoughtfully . The motor began its throbbing , and the big boat cut through the water , towing the small craft , in which Joe had spent so many uncomfortable hours . The young pitcher was himself again , thanks to a good breakfast , and when the dock was reached was able to talk to Manager Watson over the telephone . It was then nearly noon , and Joe was in no shape to get in the game that day . To say that the news he gave the manager astonished Mr. Watson is putting it mildly . `` You stay where you are , '' directed his chief . `` I 'll send someone down to see you , or come myself .