"That's because Captain Cortland decided to take my word for my innocence in the matter," Hal replied cautiously.
"Now, see here, old fellow, you've got to be up and doing," urged Noll earnestly in a whisper.
"What can I do, now?" Hal asked.
"Keep your eyes peeled. You can find out, by and by, who was responsible for that low trick. Hal, you'll have to make vengeance your watchword."
"Revenge is sweet," mimicked Hal dryly.
"It surely is—sometimes."
"But sweet things make one sick at his stomach," Hal uttered dryly.
"Well, if you're going to stand for having a job like that put over on you," uttered Noll disgustedly, "I'm not! The fellow who did that trick to you isn't fit to be in the service, and I'm going to get him out of it, whether you help or not."
Separated from the young soldiers by only a thin ledge of rock, eavesdropping Hooper and Dowley heard, and gazed keenly at each other.
"We've got to frame things up for young Terry, too, then!" whispered Bill Hooper, as the sulky pair stole away.