"If the other side dares make its voice heard!" laughed Cadet
Dick Prescott.
There being now no need of silence, Greg Holmes relieved himself of some noisy enthusiasm.
CHAPTER VIII
A FATHER'S JUST WRATH STRIKES
A very few minutes later a knock sounded at the door.
Then Bert Dodge entered very abruptly, his tongue starting with the turning off the knob.
"Well, have you seen the mucker Prescott?" called Bert airily.
"Was he scared to——-"
Here Bert caught sight of the two West Pointers and stopped short, while his father entered behind him.
"No," broke in Holmes, dryly, "Prescott wasn't even scared silly."
"Oh, you shut up, you two!" growled Bert. "Mr. Griffin, what are these pieces of airy nothing doing here?"