It was the greatest Army game, from the box, that I've seen in many a year." "Say, you fellows," greeted Anstey, breaking into their room after the chums had returned to barracks, "you two had better go over today, and the men who are to drag the spooniest femmes tonight are all plotting to write you down on the dance cards of their femmes." "That's the best reason in the world for keeping away from Cullum, then," laughed Dick.
"But I mean it seriously," protested Anstey.
"So do I," replied Dick "I'm really a committee of one, sent here by some of tonight's draggers," protested the Virginian.
"Tell them of your non-success, then, do," urged Dick.

"For I'm not going to Cullum tonight.

Are you, Greg ?" "Ye-es," returned Holmes promptly.

Then, suddenly, he paused in his moving about the room.
He now stood looking at his left hand, on which appeared a small smear of black.
"No!" suddenly uttered Greg.

"I'm not going.