"No, I don't think that, for quite a number of the cadets are far from rich and yet they are considered good fellows. It's Ritter's ways. He is too domineering. The fellows won't stand for his bullying manner."
"When does the election take place?"
"The tenth day of December—a week from next Wednesday."
"And you are sure you don't want to run again, Jack?"
"Yes, quite sure, Pepper. You can run if you want to." And the young major smiled broadly.
"Not for me!" cried The Imp. "I'd rather have my fun. And, by the way, I've got an idea for some fun with old Crabtree," he added suddenly.
"What is it?" questioned Andy, eagerly.
Pepper closed one eye suggestively.
"Just you wait and see," he answered. "Crabtree is going to wake up to a big surprise some morning—and when he does, well, maybe he'll stop chewing his victuals for awhile!"