Gradually, however, one is able to note individual peculiarities of appearance." "Yes, I guess that's it, Mr.Holmes," replied the girl musingly.
"Now, I won't ask you to tax yourself unpleasantly in distinguishing one cadet from another," Greg went on bravely.

"But I am hoping, with all my heart, that you'll know me the next time you meet me." "I can tell you how to make certain," responded Miss Griffin demurely.
"Then I shall be your debtor for life!" "Wear a red carnation in your blouse, and carry a white handkerchief in your left hand." "You're cruel," sighed Greg.
"Why ?" demanded Miss Griffin.
"Both tests that you suggest are against cadet regulations.

Let me suggest a better test ?" "If you can ?" challenged Miss Griffin.
The band, at this moment, was playing a Strauss waltz.

The young people had strolled just a bit beyond the encampment, and now Greg compelled a halt under the added shadow of a big tree.
"The test I long to suggest," replied Greg, "is so exacting that I hesitate to ask it." "My curiosity is aroused," complained Miss Griffin.
"I had it in mind to ask you to look up into my face until you are certain that you will recognize it again." "Mercy!" gasped the black-eyed beauty.
"I knew I was presumptuous and inconsiderate," admitted Greg meekly.
None the less, Miss Griffin laughed and stood looking coyly up into Mr.Holmes's face.

But at last, feeling absurd, Miss Griffin shifted her glance.
"I knew I was asking too much," remarked Greg in a tone of resignation.
"You couldn't stand it, could you ?" Laughing merrily, Miss Griffin turned her look upward again, meeting Greg Holmes's gray eyes.
Then, after a few moments, she remarked thoughtfully: "My brother was over-solicitous in fearing that I would embarrass you in the least." "Are you going to be at the hop tomorrow night ?" Greg asked.
"I---would like to." "Can it be possible," queried Mr.Holmes, "that I am so fortunate as to be discreet in asking whether I may escort you there ?" "If you care to be so charitable, Mr.Holmes." Greg had a moment's uneasy impulse to seize her hand by way of answer.