But the figure did not stir.
"Perhaps the man fell and stunned himself," muttered Brodie. Passing his rifle to his left hand the corporal parted the bushes, then bent over the prostrate one.
"Oh, hang you!" growled the cadet corporal. He seized the figure with his right hand, yanked it upward, then hurled it out, letting it fall again across the post.
"Is that the man you stopped, Mr. Prescott?" demanded Corporal
Brodie in disgust.
But instead of answering, at that moment, Dick straightened up, brought his rifle to port, and hailed:
"Halt! Who's there?"
"The officer of the day," came out of the blackness.
"Advance, officer of the day, to be recognized," Dick replied.
Forward out of the deep shadow came Cadet Captain Reynolds.
"What's the trouble, Corporal?" inquired the latest arrival.