"
As the money lender shrank back out of Jordan's reach, the cadet
strode off swiftly.
Mr. Jordan was in his bed when the subdivision inspector went
through the rooms that night.
At morning roll call, however, Jordan did not answer.
An investigation showed that he had gone. All his uniforms and
other equipment he had left behind, from which it was judged that
Jordan had, in some way, managed to get hold of an outfit of civilian
attire.
Jordan had deserted, with a heart full of hate for Dick Prescott,
with whom the deserter swore to be "even" before the academic year
was out.
CHAPTER XV
THE CLASS MEETING "SIZZLES"
That Sunday, save Greg, none of the cadets addressed Prescott.
Anstey, however, thought up a new way of getting around the "silence."
As he passed Dick, the Virginian winked very broadly. Other cadets
were quick to catch the idea. Wherever Dick went that Sunday he was
greeted with winks.
Monday Dick was in a fever of excitement. For once he fared badly
in his marks won in the section rooms.
When evening came around every member of the first class, save
Prescott, hurried off to class meeting. For the first time in
many months, Greg attended.
As the cadets began to gather, excitement ran high. The room
was full of suppressed noise until President Douglass rapped sharply
for order.
Then, instantly all became as still as a church.
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