"Whew, but I've been through a mill," sighed Noll.
"I've been ground just a bit myself," laughed Hal.
"Did the fellows twit you about last night's work?" asked Noll curiously.
"Well, some," admitted Hal.
"If there's anything left that the fellows in the squad room can think of to do to me, I'm wondering what it is," grunted Private Terry.
"Oh, they'll think up enough things," Hal declared. "We needn't imagine that our mates will exhaust themselves in twenty minutes of fun. You didn't lose your temper, did you, Noll?"
"No; and I don't want to. But there's one fellow in our room that I am certain I'll have to fight before I get through."
"There's a fellow in our room that I don't believe I will have to fight," chuckled Private Overton.
"Have you been in a fight already?" asked Noll, flashing a swift look at his chum.
"Oh, no," Hal answered. "A dancing lesson was as far as I got this morning. But come along, Noll. I want to get where we can get a look at the great mountains yonder. My, how they seem to tower above the fort and wall us in!"