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By this time, many other cadets were out in the company street. Soon after the loud, snappy tones of the bugle summoned the two battalions to dinner formation. A little while before Cadet Adjutant Filson had approached Jordan, the commandant of cadets, sitting in his tent over by post number one, had sent for the Engineer instructor of the forenoon. "Mr.
His chest was fine, the muscles between his shoulder blades stood up well, while his arms, far smaller than Spurlock's, displayed the long, well-knit muscles of the Indian. Two first class men had volunteered to act as the officials of the fight, since, in a cadet fight, none of the officials can ever be of the class represented by either combatant. "Are you ready, gentlemen?" inquired Mr.
A great many persons had been scalded, a great many crippled; the explosion had driven an iron crowbar through one man's body I think they said he was a priest. He did not die at once, and his sufferings were very dreadful. A young French naval cadet, of fifteen, son of a French admiral, was fearfully scalded, but bore his tortures manfully.
Furlong over his shoulder, as he turned his back on Bert. To be called a "dog" has but one sequence in cadet world. Bert Dodge had to send his seconds to Mr. Furlong before taps. Though they must have loathed their task, had they known the whole story, the seconds made arrangements with Mr. Furlong's representatives.
"I have long wished to know you personally," said he, throwing into his voice and manner that delicate kind of deference which a well-born cadet owes to the destined head of his house. "I cannot conceive how I missed you last night at Lady Beaumanoir's, where Mivers tells me he met you; but I left early."
"Yes," said the man. "In this very same place. And while he was waiting he sat on that very log over there." Sam peered with awe into the darkness. "May I do you think I might just sit on it, too?" asked Sam. "Certainly," said the cadet affably, untying the rope from the tree and leading Sam over to the log, where he tied him again. Sam sat down reverently.
Otherwise, it was with a fair field and no favor the old-time rivals of cadet days stood for the first time in the presence of the only army girl at that moment to be found in the far-flung shadow of the Mazatzal stood side by side, facing both the starter and the prize in what was destined to be the last great contest of their lives.
The other San Martino, in pale pink, was on a sofa chatting with a man of the cut-throat type, of jaundiced complexion, with bright eyes and a moustache so long as almost to touch his eyebrows. "He is a Sicilian," Mlle. Cadet told Caesar; "behind us here they are saying rather curious things about the two of them."
When the Chapel-master and the Wooden Staff went down to the choir, Gabriel went out into the cloister. He could only see there a cadet who was walking up and down, with his hand on the pommel of his sword, holding it horizontally like the fiery tizonas of former days.
"Come along, Danny boy." As the two midshipmen lifted their caps and hastened away, Fields gazed after them speculatively: "There goes the Navy's strength in to-day's game," he announced. "I wonder if we have done Prescott any wrong?" said another cadet slowly. "That question has been settled by formal class action," replied another. "It's a closed matter."
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