Dick was surprised and somewhat dismayed as well, but he was a cool youth, and did not let the fact that he was flustered show on his face. Instead, he affected a cool and careless air, and replied:
“Hello. Good afternoon, sir.”
The soldier stood there, keeping a keen eye on the youth.
“Who are you?” he queried.
“My name is Dick Morris.” Dick gave the first name that came to his mind.
“Humph. What are you doing here?”
“Nothing. Just sitting here.”
“Why are you sitting here?” Dick believed the soldier was suspicious of him.
“I'm resting,” replied the youth.
“Resting, eh?”