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"Why, to be candid, I don't believe Dodge ever admired either Greg or myself very much, replied Cadet Prescott evenly. "But did I make a fearful mistake?" pleaded Susie. "One cannot make a mistake who aims at the pleasure of others," Dick answered smilingly. Somewhat reassured, Susie asked her cadet guests to return with her to the drawing rooms.
"Prescott got ugly because the Dodges never paid that thousand-dollar reward," declared Bayliss. Dick heard, and with his eye still on Dodge, shouted out: "That's not true, Bayliss. You know you are not telling the truth!" Bayliss doubled his fists, and would have struck Prescott down from behind, but Wadleigh, who was a big and powerful fellow, caught Bayliss by his left arm, jerking him back.
Some time had passed when Cyril, hearing a beat of hoofs, went out and found Prescott pulling up his team. "We have been talking over matters while you were out," he told him. "As I've decided to stay here, my people are going home soon in a week or two, I think; and I expect Colston will leave with them. I thought you might like to know."
The prospect before her was not wholly pleasant. Hannah had spent so much energy in singing the praises of Dexter College, Alice Prescott and Catherine Smith, that Frieda's desire to see them was distinctly modified by a jealous feeling that such perfections must be somewhat tiresome.
Our credit is not maintained here in Richmond nor by our agents in Europe, but on the battlefield." Mr. Sefton looked at Prescott as if to say: "Just as I told you." Prescott thought it strange that they should speak so plainly before him, a mere subordinate, but policy might be in it, he concluded on second thought. They might desire their plain opinion to get back informally to General Lee.
With a scowl, Jordan turned slowly toward the waiting yearlings. "Lay hold!" commanded Jordan, and, though it was hard work, the yearlings responded willingly. This was what they were here for, and this hard work was all part of the training that was to fit them for command after they were graduated. "All possible speed, Mr. Jordan!" admonished Prescott, with a tinge of impatience in his voice.
Had I jumped in in that exciting moment, you would have thought other enemies were attacking from behind. You would have been confused and would have lost the fight." "By Jove, sir, but that was quick thinking and shrewdness on your part!" ejaculated Dick Prescott. "Then you acquit me of cowardice?" "No," smiled the young army officer, "for I hadn't thought of accusing you of lack of courage."
Both principal and student searched thoroughly in the locker. Dick, as in duty bound, was still there, on guard at the door. "Mr. Prescott," asked puzzled Dr. Thornton, did any student have admittance to the locker after recess today?" "None, sir," answered Dick promptly. "Hm! And you're absolutely sure, Mr. Edwards, that you left the little package in your overcoat pocket?" "Positive of it, Dr.
When the corporal had gone, Prescott went on with his plowing, but the crackle of the stubble and the thud of the heavy Clydesdales' hoofs fell unheeded on his ears, and it was half-consciously that he turned his team at the head-land. He had a good deal to think about and his thoughts were far from pleasant.
"Why, this is a footprint, and none of our crowd saw it." "Besides, it's the print of a bare foot," Prescott went on. "You see the way in which it is pointing?" "Yes; toward that patch of low bushes yonder. But our chap couldn't have run through those low bushes, or we'd have seen him." "Yes; if he had been holding himself erect." "Or even had he crouched and run," Dave affirmed.
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