"You are better off than Nevers, who is first sergeant of Company D."
"Can't we keep out of sight till we get our eyes open, as little kittens do?"
"Roll call before dress parade," suggested Bailey.
"Can't some fellow answer for me? I will spend the night in the cabin of the sail boat on the lake. It won't be the first time I've slept in a boat."
"That won't do. Better face the music, Grant."
"But I shall be punished for this affair. I don't——"
"Colonel Brockridge is coming!" was the word passed down the line of scouts, interrupting Richard's remarks on the subject of punishment.
"What shall I do?"
"Don't do any thing, Grant," said Bailey. "You are sure to be found out, whatever you do. If you run away, it will be all the worse for you."
Richard, after a moment's reflection, was of the same opinion, and he decided to take the consequences, whatever they might be.