The general reviews came and passed. By sheer hard, undistracted work, both Dick and Greg succeeded in pulling through without having to go up for writs. For some reason Dodge did not do quite as well in the general review, and was forced to drop down a couple of sections. He still stood well, however, in math.
In the next week after the dangerous examination period Dick Prescott began to forge upwards in mathematics. He was now in the section fourth removed from the goats, and Greg was up in the section next above the goats.
On the afternoon of the Friday when the markings had been posted
Dodge met Dennison, also of the yearling class.
"Say, what do you think, Dodge, of Prescott beginning to shoot up through the sections toward you? He'll soon be marching at your side when math. is called."
"He'll bear watching," nodded Dodge sagely.
"That's what I feel about it," replied Dennison.
"Prescott isn't the kind of man who can climb high in mathematics, and do it honestly," continued Dodge. "Either he has the old crib at work again, or has hit on a safer way of working crib."
"Of course he has," nodded Dennison. "We ought to post the class—-especially Prescott own section comrades. They can catch him, if they're sharp, and then pass the word through the class without bothering the authorities. If Prescott is doing such things he must be driven from West Point."
"He will be—-see if he isn't," retorted Bert sullenly. "I'm going to pass the word to the class."
"And I'll post the men in the same section with him," promised
Dennison.