"Now, does that pay for mingling in this drove of people and getting half-served?" asked Jack, with disdain.
"Fully," exclaimed Miss Bryant, with enthusiasm. "Without those absurd straps around their faces, one can see what beautiful creatures they are."
"Well, I'm glad," returned Van Tassel shortly.
"I am resigned to your interest in the cadets," said Eames, "if it brings you to West Point, for I am likely to get a detail there next year."
Jack took no part in the animated discussion that followed.
"Don't look bored, Jack," said Mildred at last. "Ask Mr. Eames questions, as I do."
"There isn't any need. You have covered the ground. You are mistaken about my being bored. This is my expression when I am absorbing stimulating information."
"Then he should abstain from stimulants. Don't you think so, Mr. Eames?"
They arose from the table, and going out into the arc-lighted street, walked slowly west.
When they reached Brazil, Mildred declared her desire to go into the building.