"What is it, Mr. Prescott?" inquired the Army officer, as Prescott, saluting, advanced to the officer's desk, then halted, standing at attention.
"Sir, I have come to ask for some information."
"What is it, Mr. Prescott?"
"Sir, I have a paper, addressed to the superintendent. I do not know whether I should take it to the adjutant's office, or whether I should forward it through this office."
"I thought you understood your company paper work, Mr. Prescott," smiled Lieutenant Denton.
"I think I do, sir; but this kind of paper I have never had to put in before."
"What kind of paper is it?"
"My resignation, sir," replied Dick quietly. Lieutenant Denton looked almost as much astonished as he felt.
"What?" he choked. Then a slight smile came into his face.
"Oh, I think I begin to understand, Mr. Prescott. You wish more time for your studies, and so you are resigning your post as captain of A company."