They were, indeed, women, even if very young ones.
"We can hardly get excused from any duty," Dick smiled.

"But to-day---a most unusual thing---there is no dress parade." "No parade ?" exclaimed Mrs.Bentley in a tone of disappointment.
"No; the officers are entertaining some distinguished outside visitors at Cullum Hall this afternoon, and the band is over at Cullum," Greg explained.
"I am so sorry," murmured Mrs.Bentley.
"But you will be here until the close of tomorrow afternoon ?" asked Dick eagerly.
"We had planned to go away about eleven in the forenoon," replied Mrs.Bentley.
"Then you girls would miss a stroll along Flirtation Walk," suggested Cadet Prescott.

"It is a very strange thing for a young lady to go away from West Point and confess that she has not had cadet escort along Flirtation Walk." "Then we must stay until to-morrow afternoon; may we not, mother ?" pleaded Laura.
"Yes; for I wish you to see the most of West Point and its famous spots." "Then to-morrow afternoon you will be able, also, to see dress parade," Dick suggested.
"Do you forget that tomorrow is Sunday?
asked Mrs.Bentley.
"No; we have dress parade on Sunday." Mrs.Bentley looked puzzled.

To her it seemed almost sacrilegious to parade on Sunday! "Wait until you have seen our dress parade," Greg begged.

"Then you will understand.