"I don't know about that," replied Private Hyman gravely. "So many heroes in disguise try to sneak in among the regulars that it pays us to keep our eyes open. What sort of a medal are you going to order from Congress, kid?"
"A leather one," smiled Hal, "though I'd really prefer a tin medal."
Good-natured laughter greeted this answer.
But Private Hyman persisted:
"In war time you'd chuck us, just to get a commission in the volunteers, wouldn't you?"
"Not even for a general's commission in the volunteers," retorted Hal.
"Are you good at athletics?"
"No."
"Know anything about gymnastics?"
"Only one or two things."