"Orderly," spoke the surgeon, "you have overlooked one part of your instructions. You did not take these candidates to the treasurer's office."
"No, sir."
"Do so now. Then conduct the candidates back here."
"Very good, sir."
Signing to the candidates to rise and follow him outside, the orderly himself led the way.
"Say, that was neatly done. No calling the man down; no bluster," whispered Greg as the candidates again walked along the sidewalk.
"It's the Army way, I take it," murmured Dick.
This time the orderly marched his awkward squad straight to the cadet store and into the treasurer's office.
"O-o-o-h!" groaned Greg in an undertone.
"What's the matter?" demanded Dick in a cautious whisper.