"Do you think that would do any good?" asked Dick.
"It might."
"Then I'll try. Here's a chance where I can use some of my money. If this plan doesn't work, I have another that I'll spring."
"What is it?"
"Well, I don't want to say yet. I may want to get you to help me at it, though."
"I'll do anything I can."
"I know you will, Paul. I wish there were more like you."
Dick obtained permission from Colonel Masterly to give a spread in one of the barrack rooms, and he made elaborate preparations for it. A town caterer was given orders to supply a fine supper, and then Dick sent out his invitations. He included all the lads in his class, and every member of the so-called "sporting crowd."
"Are you going to invite Dutton?" asked Paul.
"Of course. I want him more than all the others. If he would drop his hard feelings we could be friends."