hanger-on there ?" "I'm afraid Laura herself doesn't know that she's my girl," sighed Dick.
Cadet Holmes swung about so that he could gaze straight into his comrade's face.
"Dick, didn't you tell her ?" demanded Greg aghast.
"You have to do something more than tell a girl," smiled Prescott patiently, though wearily.

"You have to ask her." "Well, thunder and bomb-shells, didn't you ?" "I didn't, Greg." "Oh, pardon me, old ramrod.

I don't mean to pry into your affairs-----" "I know you don't." "-- ---but I thought you were deeply interested in Laura Bentley." "I think I am, Greg.

In fact, I'm sure I am." "Then why-----" "Greg, I'm not yet sure of my place in life.

I'm not going to ask any girl to tie her future up in my plans until I feel that I have a fair start in life." "Army officer's pay is enough for any sensible girl." "I'm not an Army officer yet." "Oh, rot! You're going to be! You're half way through West Point now.