But West Point men pride themselves on bearing no tales, so Stubbs
repressed the longing to explain to Dick what Jordan was seeking
to bring about.

As a matter of fact, though some of the members of the first class
were hot-headed enough to accept Jordan's view of the report against
him, the class sentiment was considerably against the motion to
give Cadet Captain Richard Prescott the silence, even for a week.

However, none came near Prescott to talk it over. That again
would be tale-bearing. Dick was not likely to hear of the move
unless summoned to present his own defense in the face of class
charges.

Nor would Greg be approached on the subject. The accused man's
roommate or tentmate is always left out of the discussion.

Taps sounded; almost immediately the lights in the tents went
out. Stillness settled over the encampment.

The fact that a single candle remained lighted in Prescott's tent
showed that he had permission to run a light. The assumption
would be that he was engaged on some official duty, though the
fact of running a light did not in any way betray the nature of
that duty.

Dick sat inside at first. Then, one by one, the cadets returning
from the hop stepped through the company streets. At last Greg
Holmes came in.