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Dick Prescotts's Fourth Year at West Point / Or, Ready to Drop the Gray for Shoulder Straps

Chapter 4 THE CLASS COMMITTEE CALLS

Word Count: 1041    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ts was as placid and unruffled as ever when the

er, would have noted that Jordan, being a pri

sulky, strive as he would to bani

he space of a week, except when engaged in official duties; and to be obliged, two afternoons in a week, to march in fu

and would be pronounced upon Jordan as soon as the commandant of ca

looked as impassive as ever, tho

er first classmen walked,

ess hall, Greg, who sat next his chum, turned an

ething warm

glance in retur

now

with the single exception of Greg Holmes. True, when Dick had occasion, twice

d not broken yet. That was as

to camp, and the two chums were in

utting up trouble for you,

a bully handle to his

ott d

r Greg to go outside and find out what was really in the air. Battery drill was right ahead of

had but a few moments before they were calle

line of the file closers, and now this first classman had r

oward Prescott was concerned, dinner

, a few minutes followed that were

of his tent when he heard the

n of his own class coming up

n, Prescott,"

on, gentlemen

ntinued Durville, "and I have been asked to be

fore the call sounds for my

orted a member of our

vil

ficially," D

the cadet captain of that company. But this affair happened at the guard line, and you were not ca

en I called upon the cadet sentry to apprehend Mr. Jord

o were not the cadet officer of the day, happen

no explanation to off

eplied that he had been on the spot the night before in

The order that he had received from Lieutenant Denton he looked upon as a confidential military

"we don't want to be hard on you, and we don't want to do an

to go further into the matter with you,

hatever of how you came to report Jor

my reporting of Mr. Jordan was a

entlemen?" inquired Durville,

be," retorted

y. Durville turned on his h

old ramrod, your goose is cooked

ve to be," spoke

came to be, last night, just where you

n Greg's right arm, "I can discuss that matter no fu

h all your notions of duty and other bugab

mesy!" laughed Cade

m shivering for,

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