THE CLASS MEETING "SIZZLES"
That Sunday, save Greg, none of the cadets addressed Prescott.
Anstey, however, thought up a new way of getting around the "silence." As he passed Dick, the Virginian winked very broadly. Other cadets were quick to catch the idea. Wherever Dick went that Sunday he was greeted with winks.
Monday Dick was in a fever of excitement. For once he fared badly in his marks won in the section rooms.
When evening came around every member of the first class, save Prescott, hurried off to class meeting. For the first time in many months, Greg attended.
As the cadets began to gather, excitement ran high. The room was full of suppressed noise until President Douglass rapped sharply for order.
Then, instantly all became as still as a church.
"Will Mr. Fullerton please take the chair?" asked the class president.
"The present presiding officer wishes the privileges of the floor."
Amid more intense silence Fullerton went forward to the chair, while
Douglass stepped softly down to the floor.
"Mr. Chairman," called Douglass.