One of these was Douglass, the cadet who had been elected to succeed Dick as class president.
"Now, gentlemen," began Anstey, in his soft voice of ordinary conversation, "I don't believe we have any need of a presiding officer in this little meeting.

With your permission, I will state why I have asked you to come here.
"For months, now, we have had a member of this class in Coventry.
Barely more than a majority believed in that Coventry, but once action had been taken by the class, the disapproving minority stood loyally by class action.

I have been among those of the minority to abide by majority action, and I can assure you that I have suffered very nearly as much as has Mr.Prescott, whose case I am now discussing.
"The majority has had its way for months.

Is it not now time, if the class will not grant full justice, at least to grant something to the wishes of the minority ?" "What do you mean ?" asked one of Dick's opponents.

"Mr.Prescott will let himself be found deficient in at least one study, won't he, and thus take his unpopular presence away from the Military Academy ?" "I cannot answer that," admitted Anstey slowly.