Holmesy!"




CHAPTER VI

TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO THE GIRLS


Breakfast, the next morning, was a repetition of what had happened
the night before.

At Dick's table the silence was absolute.

Even Captain Reid, cadet commissary, noticed it and understood,
in his trip of inspection through mess hall.

The thing that Reid, who was an Army officer, did not know was---who
was the victim? He never guessed Prescott, who was class president,
and believed to be one of the tallest of the class idols.

It speaks volumes for the intended justice of the cadets when they
will, in time of fancied need, destroy even their idols.

Thus it went on for some days.

Dick performed all of his duties as usual, and as well as usual.
Nothing in his demeanor showed how keenly he felt the humiliation
that had been put upon him. Only in his failure to attempt any