Dick Prescotts's Fourth Year at West Point - Ready to Drop the Gray for Shoulder Straps by H. Irving (Harrie Irving) Hancock
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Then, hot, dusty and tired, this detachment of cadets came in from work. In the visitors' seats, near headquarters, Dick and Greg espied Mrs. Bentley and the girls. How lovely the two latter looked! The instant that ranks were broken Laura. and Belle were on their feet, glancing eagerly in the direction of their cadets. Dick and Greg had to go over, doff their campaign hats and shake hands with Mrs. Bentley and the girls. "We've given you a surprise, this time," laughed Laura. "I hope you're pleased." "Can you doubt it?" asked Dick so absently, so reluctantly, that Laura Bentley shot a swift, uneasy look at the handsome young cadet captain. "You don't seem over delighted," broke in Belle Meade. "Gracious! I hope we haven't been indiscreet in coming almost unannounced? See here, you haven't invited any other girls to to-night's hop, have you?" Both girls, flushed and rather uneasy looking, were now eyeing the two ill-at-ease young first classmen. "No; we haven't invited anyone else. But there's something to be explained," replied Dick lamely. "Greg, you explain, won't |
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