Now, do you comprehend, booby, what a fatal mistake you would have made, had I allowed you to tag them around to the cliff ?" "Well, I'm jiggered!" gasped Cadet Holmes.

"Which means that I'm petrified with delight." "Get practical, then," chided Belle.

"Take me forward to them, and we'll have the happiness of being the first to congratulate the newest arrivals in paradise!" Two minutes later, the leader of the orchestra swung his baton.
As the music pealed forth, Dick Prescott knew, for the first time in his life, the full meaning of the dance in Cullum Hall.
There were many other newly betrothed couples on the floor that happy night of the graduation ball.

The air was fragrant with flowers, but there was more---the atmosphere of new-found happiness on all sides.
Outside, in the shadow of the moonless night, a stoop-shouldered figure prowled in the near vicinity of Cullum Hall.

This was Jordan, intent on guessing when would be the most favorable moment for sending in the message that should call Prescott out to his doom.
One of the watchmen, a soldier, in the quartermaster's department, belted, and with a revolver hanging therefrom in its holster, passed by and noted Jordan.
"Are you waiting for anyone, sir ?" asked the watchman, halting a moment, though only in mild curiosity.
"I'm going to send a message in, after the music stops, for my cousin," replied Jordan, who knew that he must give some account of himself.
"Your cousin?
A cadet ?" asked the watchman.
"Oh, yes.