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"Where are you bound?" inquired Dick. "Wilburville?" "What?" "Fact!" Reade assured them. "Going to the exams.?" Dave demanded quickly. "Yep." "Why, you never said a word about thinking of West Point," exploded Prescott. "You were making fun of Annapolis only the other day!" asserted Dave, just as though making fun of Annapolis were one of the capital crimes. "Hang West Point!" exploded Tom Reade.
Besides, when I get back from Wilburville, I'm afraid I'll feel pretty well tired out." "You're not afraid of failing?" asked Laura anxiously. "I'm not going to allow myself to fail. Yet, even if I win, I shall be tired out after the ordeal. Wish the ball could come a couple of days alter the ordeal. I wanted to go to it and to dance with you, Laura." "I'm sorry you can't go," sighed the girl.
"I can feel the cold sweat oozing out at the bare thought. Suppose we had been harebrained enough to get on the wrong train, and be carried so far past that we couldn't get back to Wilburville by nine o'clock!" "Drop all worry. Don't think of anything alarming, or even disconcerting," chuckled Tom. "I've taken charge of the whole job, and I guarantee everything.
Can you fellows guess why I've taken the day off from school and why I'm going to Wilburville?" "We surely can't," declared Dave. "Well, then, I'll tell you," promised Tom amiably. "I knew you two good old chaps would be going to pieces with blue funk to-day. I knew you'd be chattering inside, and turning all sorts of colors outside.
With that Reade got started. He soon had his two friends started as well. They laughed until the brakeman at last thrust his head in and called: "Next station, Wilburville!" "Stop and get out, young man!" called Tom. "Do you think we don't know our way?" Then into another story plunged Tom Reade. He spun it out, purposely, until the train slowed up at Wilburville.
For the next arrivals were Phin Drayne, and his father, Heathcote Drayne. Phin was now in attendance at the Wilburville Academy, and his father had come down, the evening before, to urge his son to try for West Point. Tom looked the newcomer over with especial disfavor. Young Drayne, like many another "peculiar" fellow, was an unusually good student.
Congressman Spokes, representing the district in which Gridley lay, had a vacant cadetship at West Point within his gift, and also a cadetship at Annapolis. "On December 17, at nine A.M., at the town hall in Wilburville, I will meet all young men who believe themselves to possess the other proper qualifications for a cadetship at either West Point or Annapolis."
It came at last, however, and Darrin knew what postponed happiness means. The Message from the Unknown With the Christmas holidays Phin Drayne came home, to stay so far as school was concerned. After his unhappy experience at the Fordham Military Institute, Phin had found things almost as unpleasant at Wilburville Academy. For some reason the boys at Wilburville hadn't taken to him.
If serious bodily defects were found, that would save the young man from the trouble of going further in the matter. But at the Wilburville town hall there was to be another physical examination, which every young man must pass before he would be admitted to the mental examinations, which were to last into the evening. Dick Prescott read this announcement and thrilled over it.
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