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"Jordan, `dog' is a pretty extreme word to apply to a brother cadet." "Oh, are you one of that fellow's admirers?" demanded the man in con. "I've always been an admirer of manliness," replied Stubbs boldly. "Then how can you stand for a bootlick?" shot out Jordan angrily. "I don't stand for a bootlick," replied Cadet Stubbs. "I never did."
One day an English prof called upon me to define the difference between a novel and a book of science. "About the same difference," I replied, "as between an artist's painting and a mathematical drawing." "Bootlick, bootlick," I heard in murmurs all over the hall. I had answered better than I had to. Hence I had licked the professor's boots. I did not offend in this way again.
Not a word of reply did he offer, but turned on his heal, digging his fingernails into the palms of his hands. "Now, what do you think of that?" demanded Haynes to himself. "Turned down for that fellow Prescott -that shifty dodger and cheap bootlick! And I shook hands with you yesterday, Prescott! I never will again!
And competition's too keen. You go into some big corporation office at seventy-five a month, maybe, and unless you have luck you're years getting near anything worth having. And you've got to play politics, bootlick your boss all that. So I got out. "Went to California first, and got a place in an exporting firm in San Francisco. They sent me to Sydney and then to Fiji.
And if such a challenge came to the ears of the superintendent, or of the commandant of cadets, you'd be fired out of the corps before you'd have time to turn around twice." "Who'd carry the tale that I did call Prescott out?" retorted Cadet Jordan, with a knowing leer. "Prescott would, if he were a tenth part of the bootlick that you represent him to be," replied Stubbs.
One thing is clear he doesn't intend to do anything about that train incident, or he'd have done it long ago. If he thinks I have forgotten my dislike of him, he may be glad enough to have it just that way. Bah, as if I could ever get over my dislike for a bootlick like Prescott! I'd like to get him out of the Army for good! I wonder if I can't, between now and June?
Occasionally a cadet who wants cadet honors resorts to "boning bootlick" with the tactical officers stationed at the academy. "I'm not boning bootlick with cadets or with officers either," retorted Dick rather crisply. "I've never had the delight of wearing chevrons, you know." Haynes flushed a trifle. The year before he had worn a sergeant's chevrons.
"If those newspaper fellows get hold of it!" gasped Sir Arthur Poodle Bootlick ... "I am told " whispered the old Bishop of Frumps. "New story upstairs," said the first footman, as he nibbled among the dessert things. "So far as I can make out this here giant Princess "
He became a "bone," and tried so hard to delight his instructors that he was suspected of boning bootlick with the Academic Board. For Prescott had dropped Laura out of his mind. That is to say, he had tried to do it, and Prescott was a young man with a strong will. Belle's words, instead of spurring him on to do something that his own peculiar sense of honor forbade, had killed his vague dream.
This year, for some reason, he did not have the chevrons. "Wearing chevrons isn't the only sign of bootlick," replied Haynes. "Is it one of them?" smiled Prescott good-humoredly. Again Haynes flushed. He had meant to take down this new member of the second class, but found Prescott's tongue too ready. "I don't know," replied Haynes shortly. "I've never been one of the authorities on bootlick."
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