He must report Cadet Durville.
"Now, don't look at me so strangely," begged Durville.

"Let me go by, and tell me you'll keep this quiet.

By Jove, Prescott, you know what it means to me if I'm placed on report for---this!" "Yes, I know," nodded Dick, dejectedly, and speaking as hoarsely as did the other man.

"Oh, Durville, I wish I could do it, but-----" Dick had to clench his fists and gulp hard.

Then the soldier in him triumphed.
"Mr.Durville"-- -he spoke in an impassive official tone, now---"you will accompany me to the office of the officer in charge, and will there make such official explanation as you may choose." "Prescott, for the love of-----" began the other over again, in trembling desperation.
"About face, Mr.Durville.