Young Benson offered this suggestion in a spirit of mischief, hoping the
approaching cadet, when questioned, would resent it stiffly. Then Eph
would be almost certain to flare up.

The cadet, however, suddenly turned, coming straight toward them, smiling.

“Good evening, gentlemen,” was the cadet’s greeting.

“Good evening,” was Jack’s hearty reply.

“You’ve never been here before, have you, sir?”

“Never,” Jack confessed.

“Then I take it you have never, sir, seen the camelroorelephant?”

“The cam—” began Eph Somers.

Then he stopped, clapping both hands to his right jaw.

“Won’t you please hand that to us in pieces?” begged Eph, speaking as
though with difficulty.

The cadet laughed heartily, then added:

“Don’t try to pronounce it, gentlemen, until you’ve seen the
camelroorelephant. It’s a cadet joke, but it’s well worth seeing. Shall I
take you to it?”

“Why, yes, if you’ll be good enough,” Jack assented, heartily.