The cadet whirled like a flash. It was Dutton.
"Who did that?" he cried, as he saw a little puddle forming at his feet, where the fast melting ice lay.
"I did," answered Dick promptly. "It was an accident, Captain Dutton."
"An accident?" There was a sneer in the other's tone.
"An accident," retorted Dick, as he turned away.
"Here! Where are you going?" cried Dutton. Several turned to stare at him, for his manner toward Dick was most insulting.
"I am going after another ice for Miss Hanford," said the young millionaire quickly.
"Wait a minute!" ordered Dutton, in the voice he used on parade.
"Not now," drawled Dick. "Wait until I get another ice."
"You wait, I say!" spluttered Dutton.