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"Why, Jordan, you -you see " "Who is Miss Bentley?" "Jordan, she's Prescott's girl!" "What?" gasped the other cadet, staring at his classmate. "Fact!" "Prescott's -girl?" "Yes." "Jove, a puppy like Prescott has no business with a superb girl like that." "All the same, Jordan, the fact will prevent you from knowing her."
There was an elusive something in her tone which did not escape Prescott's notice. "Why do you wish that?" he asked. "Oh," she said, "it's difficult to explain, but we have got used to the mode of life here: the few people we meet seem to understand our feelings, and we have learned to trust them. Strangers would rather spoil it all; in a sense, their visit would be an intrusion."
Just as the skaters were moving forward some one detected a figure hurrying down the slope over the snow. "Here comes Dick Prescott!" "Is he going into the race after all?" A lively burst of cheers greeted the freshman as he reached the edge of the ice. Dick looked as cheery and as rosy as ever. No onlooker could see that Prescott's late adventure had injured him in the least.
"How did you come to get invited with Dick's crowd, anyway?" asked Hoof Sadby. "I wasn't just exactly invited," hesitated Hen Dutcher. "But I was going through the forest when the big snowstorm came up, and " "And you made Prescott's crowd invite you into the cabin?" pressed Spoff Henderson. "Ye-es," claimed Hen reluctantly.
It was too stout for that. Prescott's only danger, just at present, was that of being dislodged by the force of those mad charges. Turning, and beholding his friends closer than was safe, Prescott shouted to them: "Get back, fellows! You can't do any good here now, and the bull may turn on you. Get 'way back! I'll call you when I'm ready for your help."
"Or, rather, Prescott is in Coventry, and Holmes prefers to stand by his friend in everything. Holmes, being Prescott's roommate, doesn't have to keep away from Mr. Prescott." "Humph!" laughed Dan. "I think I can see Greg Holmes turning his back upon Dick Prescott. Why, Greg wouldn't do that even if he had to get out of the Army in consequence."
Readers of "Dick Prescott's First Year at West Point" and of "Dick Prescott's Second Year at West Point," are familiar with the careers of the two chums, Prescott and Holmes, at the United States Military Academy. The same readers are also familiar with the life at West Point of Bert Dodge, a former Gridley boy, but who had been appointed a cadet from another part of the state.
I supplied the brains, an' you've got to raise the cash to pay for 'em! How did I do that trick of slippin' the watch an' pin into Prescott's trunk! Oh, yes! Of course, ye wanter know. Well, I'll tell ye when ye hand me the rest o' the money for doin' the whole trick -then I'll tell ye."
A stop-over of two weeks at Cleveland, on way West, from the main offices of his Company in New York, had changed his return to Prescott from a simple business trip to a wedding journey. At the home of the Yavapai Club, on top of the hill, a clock above the plaza, a number of Prescott's citizens, with their guests, had gathered to watch the beginning of the automobile race.
That was the country of many more youthful dreamers in my time than, I fancy, it is in this. We used then, much more than now, to read Washington Irving, his Tales of the Alhambra, and his history of The Conquest of Granada, and we read Prescott's histories of Spanish kings and adventures in the old world and the new.
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