While the odds are very distinctly against him, he wishes to show that he can take his trouncing like a cadet and a gentleman.

So, sir, with renewed assurances of our thanks and appreciation, Mr.Holmes is ready to meet Mr.Butler at daylight." "That is well spoken, sir," replied Mr.Atwater.

"I appreciate the grit of Mr.Holmes's decision." The president of the yearling class went back to acquaint Mr.
Butler with the outcome.
Until close of taps Greg practiced various blows, feints and dodges in foot work.
"You can't win, Greg," advised Anstey.

"Of course that's out of the question.

But, before you have to lose the count you want to make sure of giving Mr.Butler enough facial decorations to keep him satisfied for some time to come." At taps the three tentmates lay down on their mattresses, Dick with an alarm clock close to his hand.
Cadets Prescott and Anstey were soon sound asleep.