Now, sit up, won't you, and get your thinking cap on ?" "Have you talked with any of the other men ?" "Yes; and they all agree that a soiree must be given to Mr.Ellis, and that you should be present." "What is the call for me, Milesy?
"You are the class president." "But this is no affair that involves the honor of the class.
Therefore, as president, I cannot see that there is any call for me." "It is the feeling with all the members of the yearling class that you should be present." Prescott looked at his visitor intently for a moment.
Dick understood, now.

He had taken "too little" interest in the hazing of b.j.plebes, and the class did not want to see its president shirk any duties that might be considered his, either as yearling or as class president.
"Very good, Milesy," replied Dick quietly.

"You may inform all anxious inquirers that I'll be on hand.

Where and at what hour ?" "Eight o'clock, in Dunstan's tent." "Very good." Furlong arose with a satisfied look on his face.

He had, in fact, been deputed by others to make sure that Prescott would be on hand.