To have Laura come here at the time when he was in the deepest
disgrace that a cadet may face!

Greg came back to find his chum pacing the floor in misery.

"Well, it can't be helped," muttered Holmes philosophically.

"Of course you and Anstey can drag the girls to Cullum."

"Surely," muttered Holmes listlessly, "if the girls would go at
all under such circumstances."

"I've made their trip a mockery and a bitter disappointment,"
groaned Dick.

"No, you haven't ramrod," retorted Greg. "Fate may be to blame,
but you can't be held accountable for what you didn't do. Have
no fear. I'll see to the ladies tomorrow afternoon. But I'm
a pile more interested in knowing what is to be done in your case.
The superintendent and the K.C. may see the absurdity of this
whole thing against you, and order your arrest ended."

"But that won't clear me, Greg, and you know it. There would
still be the suspicion in the corps, and---O Greg!---I can't endure
that suspicion."

"Pshaw, old ramrod, you won't have to, very long. We'll bust
this whole suspicion higher than any kite ever flew. See here,
Dodge is responsible for your humiliation, and we'll drag it all
out of him, if we have to tie him up by the thumbs!"