“I did,” replied Jack, “and I spoke for myself. I enjoyed it as I would enjoy almost any new experience.”
“So did I,” added Hal, warmly. “It was rough—mighty rough—but now I know what an Annapolis hazing is like, and I'm glad I do.”
“Well, I want to tell you I didn't enjoy it,” blazed Eph. “It was a mighty cheeky—”
“Then why did you let the officer imagine you enjoyed it?” taunted Jack.
While Hal put in, slyly:
“Eph, you're too quick to talk about others fibbing. From the evidence just put in, it's evident that you're the only one of the three who fibbed any. Won't you please walk on the other side of the road? I never did like to travel with liars.”
“Oh, you go to Jericho!” flared Eph. But, as he walked along, he blinked a good deal, and did some hard thinking.
“I'll tell you,” broke out Jack, suddenly, [pg 133] “who thanks us even more than the cadets themselves do.”
“Who?” queried Hal.
“That officer who caught the crowd at it.”