"Oh, we're having pretty rough sailing, but we're both still in our class."
Which statement was wholly truthful.
"Up at West Point," Laura continued, "Dick told us that the first two years were the hardest for a man to keep his place. I fancy it's just about the same here, isn't it?"
"Just about," Dave nodded. "The first two years are hardest because it takes all that time for a fellow to get himself keyed up to the gait of study that is required in the government academies. But won't you let us talk about something that's really pleasant, girls?" Dave asked, with his charming smile. "Suppose we talk about yourselves. My, but you girls are good to look at!"
After that, the conversation was shifted to lighter subjects.
Even Dan, in the joy of meeting two girl friends from home, began to be less conscious of his load of misery.
Presently Mrs. Meade came down. She chatted with the two fine-looking young midshipmen for a few moments. Then Dave proposed:
"Wouldn't you like us to escort you through the Academy grounds, so that you can get a good idea of the place in daylight?"
"We've been waiting only for you to invite us," rejoined Belle.
For the next two hours the time was passed pleasantly.