Someone has committed a crime---a moral crime anyway.

In my own mind Dodge is the criminal but I'm not yet prepared to prove it." In the meantime Cadet Albert Dodge was over in the K.C.'s office, undergoing a rigid questioning.

Dodge freely admitted the episode of handkerchief borrowing but denied any further knowledge.
When Bert returned to barracks he was most bitter against Dick.
To all who would listen to him Dodge freely stated his opinion of a man who would seek to shield his own wrong-doing by throwing suspicion on another.
"There were plenty who saw me borrow the handkerchief," contended Dodge stormily.

"Whoever saw me take it also saw me return it.
I'll defy any man to state, under oath, that I returned more than the handkerchief." "How did the smear happen to be on your hand ?" asked Dunstan, who, besides belonging to the same mathematics section with Prescott was also a warm personal friend.
Bert hesitated, looked uneasy, then replied: "How about the smear?
Why---I don't know It may have come from a match." "Yes, what about that smear?
How did it come there ?" cried Greg, when Dunstan repeated Dodge's words.
Through Greg's mind, for hours after that, the question insistently intruded itself: "How about that smear ?" Yet the question seemed to lead to nothing.
The next morning, Saturday, it was known, throughout cadet barracks, that a general court-martial order for Prescott would be published that afternoon.
On the one o'clock train from New York came Mrs.Bentley, Laura and Belle.

They entered the bus at the station, and were driven up, across the plain, to the hotel.
After dinner, the girls waited in pleasant expectancy for Dick and Greg to send up their cards.
Greg's card came up, alone.
Anstey was back in quarters with Dick..