I can't feel, Dick, that we of
Annapolis, get a square deal."
"It doesn't sound like it," Prescott, after a moment, admitted.
"Still, you can do nothing about it. And you knew the game when
you went to Annapolis."
"Yes, I knew all this four years ago," Darrin admitted. "Still,
the four years haven't made the deal look any more fair than it
did four years ago. However, Dick, hang all kickers and sea-lawyers!
Isn't it grand, anyway, to feel that you're in your country's
uniform, and that all your active life is to be spent under the
good old flag---always working for it, fighting for it if need be!"
"Then you still love the service?" asked Dick, turning glowing eyes
upon his Annapolis chum.
"Love it?" cried Dave. "The word isn't strong enough!"
"Are you engaged, old fellow?" asked Greg of Dan Dalzell.
"Kind of half way," grinned Dan. "That is, I'm willing, but the
girl can't seem to make up her mind. And you?"
"I've been engaged nine times in all," sighed Greg. Yet each and
every one of the girls soon felt impelled to ask me to call it off."
"Any show just at present?" persisted Dalzell.
"Why, strange to say," laughed Greg, "I'm fancy free at the present
moment."
"How did the old affair ever come out between Dick and Laura Bentley?"
asked Dan curiously.
"Why, the strange part of it is, I don't believe there ever has been
any formal affair between Dick and Laura," Greg went on.
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