"Whoop!" yelled Greg, tossing his hat in the air.
"Mr. Holmes!" growled Cadet Dennison with mock severity. "Report
yourself for unmilitary enthusiasm!"
"Yes, sir," responded Greg meekly, saluting: his fellow classman.
"Fall in!" yelled Dennison.
"Where?" inquired Dick innocently. "In the Hudson? I decline,
sir, to obey an illegal order."
Amid a good deal of laughter the returning cadets trudged across
the road, over the railroad tracks and on up the steep slope that
led to the administration building.
Across the inner court of the administration building walked the
second classman briskly, and on up the stairs. There was no more
laughter. Even the talking was in most subdued tones, for these
young men were going back to duty---military duty at that!
In one of the outer offices on the second floor the cadets left
their suit cases.
Dick, being one of those in the lead, stepped into the adjutant's
room, brought his heels together, and in the position of the soldier,
saluted.
"Sir, I report my return to duty at the Military Academy."
"Very good, Mr. Prescott. Report to the special officer in charge
at the cadet guard house, and receive your assignment to your
room.
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