But he wouldn't, and that was all there was to it.
No one even thought of lifting the ban from Prescott in order
to gain either or both of these cadet athletes. West Point cadets
are consistent. They will never lift the ban, once they believe
it to have been justly laid, just in order to make a better athletic
showing. The Academy authorities demand that a team athlete shall
stand well in his studies and general discipline; the cadets themselves
demand also that the man who carries their athletic colors must
conform to cadet ideals of honor. And Prescott, being in Coventry,
surely was not to be regarded as a man of honor.
Washington's Birthday had come and passed, and Prescott still
lingered in the cadet corps. Indeed, he seemed as determined as
ever upon graduating.
There were limits, however, to class patience. It was Anstey who
got on the track of the news and brought it to Greg.
"A class meeting is to be called ten days hence," reported the
Virginian. "The meeting will be announced at supper formation
to-night. It is set well ahead in order to give the fellows plenty
of time to think over the subject for discussion."
"That discussion," guessed Holmes, "is to be as to the best means
of driving Dick from the corps."
"You've guessed it, suh," replied the Virginian sorrowfully.
"Whatever the class feels called upon to do, suh, I reckon it will
be something that will break our poor camel's back.
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