If he attacks me, I'll defend myself to the best of my ability." "He won't attack you--I'll see to that," answered the captain, grimly.
"You may go.

But remember, no more fighting." "Thank you, sir," answered Jack, and lost no time in leaving the office.
"Well, how did you make out ?" questioned Pepper, eagerly, when Jack joined him on the campus.
"Case dismissed, Pep." "Really ?" "Yes." "Hurrah! That's the best news yet.

I was in fear that you would at least be cut off from your holidays." "What about Ritter ?" asked Fred.
"I don't know what Captain Putnam is going to do with him." The fight and the doings in the office had put Jack out of the notion of taking a sail, and the crowd of boys took a walk instead, that lasted until it was time for the evening parade.
"Wonder if Ritter will show up for drill ?" came from Dale.
"We'll know soon," answered Jack.
In a few minutes the drums commenced to roll and out on the parade ground poured the cadets and their officers.

Jack had buckled on his sword, and so had Henry Lee and Bart Conners.

The cadets had their guns, that is all but the band, who carried their drums and fifes, and the color sergeants, who carried Old Glory and the Putnam Hall banner.
"Battalion, attention!" came firmly from Major Jack Ruddy, and all the young soldiers stiffened up in their places.
He ran his eyes over the two companies, to see that every cadet was "toeing the mark." He did not see Reff Ritter.
"Present arms! Carry arms! Shoulder arms!" came the various commands, and the cadets made the movements with their guns.