“What’s the trouble? Are your pedal extremities chilly?”
“I have not noticed anything of that kind.”
“Afraid?”
“Not of the Military Academy nine, if that’s what you mean.”
“What then?”
“Where is Walter?” Dan abruptly asked.
“I haven’t seen him since we left the dining-hall,” replied Ned, glancing keenly at his friend as he spoke. “He’ll be here all right. You don’t need to worry about Walter, Dan.”
“Honestly, Ned, do you think there was anything in that change of glasses? I’ll own up that I’ve——”
“Anything in the lemonade?” broke in Ned hastily.
“You know what I mean.”