As the other sentry on number three fell in, and Dodge stepped out to take up his vigil, Corporal Hasbrouck gave added instructions to the new and untried sentry.
"Sometimes, Mr. Dodge, this post has been known to be about as dangerous as one in war time."
"Yes, sir, answered Dodge respectfully, as he was bound to. Then as the cadet corporal marched on with the relief, Dodge glanced after the vanishing squad to mutter to himself:
"What a lot of nonsense. I'd like to see anyone rush me!"
"I wonder what Dodge will do on number three to-night," yawned
Anstey, just before the three tentmates fell asleep.
"Oh, I wonder what it will be," grinned Greg.
Then the three went sound asleep.
Dick turned later and awoke just in time to hear the voice of a sentry calling:
"Half past eleven! Post number one, and all's we-ell!"
Then, a little further away, another voice took up the refrain: