"Good afternoon, gentlemen," nodded Dick.

"We represent the class in a little matter," continued Durville,
"and I have been asked to be the spokesman. Can you spare us a
little time?"

"All the time that I have before the call sounds for my next drill,"
replied Prescott.

"Mr. Prescott, you reported a member of our class last night," began
Durville.

"I did so officially," Dick answered.

"Of course, Mr. Prescott, we understand that. The offender was
a member of A company, and you are the cadet captain of that company.
But this affair happened at the guard line, and you were not cadet
officer of the day. Mr. Jordan feels that you exerted yourself to
catch him in his delinquency."

"I did not," replied Prescott promptly. "At the time when I called
upon the cadet sentry to apprehend Mr. Jordan, I had not the remotest
idea that it was Mr. Jordan."

"Then," asked Durville bluntly, "how did you, who were not the
cadet officer of the day, happen to be where you could catch Mr.
Jordan so neatly?"

"In that matter I have no explanation to offer," Prescott replied.