"Dick, old ramrod," pleaded Greg terrified, "what on earth-----"

"Greg," came the anguished moan, "they're going to try to fire me
from West Point for a common cheat---and I'm afraid they'll do it,
too!"




CHAPTER XIII

IN CLOSE ARREST


Ever since Greg Holmes first came to West Point he had been learning
the repose and the reserve of the trained soldier.

Yet if ever his face betrayed utter abandonment to amazement it
was now.

Cadet Holmes gazed at his chum in open-mouthed wonder.

"By and by," uttered Greg fretfully, "You'll tell me the meaning
of this joke, and why Mr. Unwine should be in it, too."

It was several minutes before Prescott turned around again. When
he did there was a furious glare in his eyes.

"Greg, old chum! This is no joke. You heard Unwine. He was delivering
an official order, not carrying an April-fool package."