could be here on any honest business." "Bosh!" growled Spurlock, who was holding a handkerchief to a nose that was bleeding freely.
Cadet Prescott drew himself up, his eyes flashing.
"Pardon me, sir," returned Dick.

"But you know, as well as I, sir, that a lie is impossible to a cadet." It was a hard report to get around that a cadet had told a lie.

At times cadets have been known to lie, but invariably, after detection, they have been "cut" and forced out of the corps.

So lying is a rare occurrence, indeed, among the cadets.
"I'll make you settle for this, anyway," sputtered Cadet Corporal Spurlock.
"Very good, sir," Dick answered resolutely.
"You'll settle at once, too, mister, or as soon as I've stopped this flow." "Very good, sir," Dick answered again.

"But if I'm not too b.j., sir, in talking at all, I'll call your attention to that clock.