They've got an invitation to dinner." "Lucky dogs!" came from another cadet.

As he spoke he looked at Reff Ritter, but that individual merely scowled, and took surreptitious whiffs at a cigarette he was smoking.
"How are they going to Point View ?" asked another who was present.
"Going on their bicycles," answered Mumps.

"It's quite a ride, isn't it ?" "Oh, not for them.

They can make it in half an hour if they try.

But they'll find it pretty dark to-night, I'm thinking," added the cadet, with a glance out of the boathouse window at the leaden sky.
The talk continued and Ritter listened closely to every word.