"I demand that you show up, or stand accused," insisted Cadet
Holmes.
"I'll show up nothing, or take any orders from anyone who tries to lie my good name away," retorted Haynes. "But at least two of you will have to fight me mighty soon."
"I won't fight you," retorted Greg bluntly, "until the class declares you to be a man fit to fight with."
"Nor I, either," rejoined Pierson decisively. "Stand aside, you hound, and let me get at that cur behind you!" cried Haynes hoarsely.
"Attention!" called the detachment marcher formally. "The instructor for the day!"
Captain Albutt rode out of the nearest cavalry stable, mounted on his own pure white horse.
At the order of the marcher each cadet fell back to the lines of his own mount.
When Captain Albutt reached the detachment he saw nothing to indicate the disturbance that had just occurred.