The soldier is drilled to fair play, and to detestation of cowardice.
These young military students passed the word quickly. They
left the grounds at once, but formed near by, on a side street
near where they learned that Barnes and his rough mob lay in ambush.
"I declare, that's the neatest, most military thing I ever saw
done!" laughed Dave Darrin.
"And done by the boys you made fun of as sham West Pointers!"
laughed Dick quizzically.
"But I didn't mean it," protested Dave, growing very red. "These
are splendid fellows. Evidently they think that they, too, are
entitled to say a word or two about the good name of Fordham."
"You didn't like the first look of these fellows, Dave, because
they had started to cheer for Fordham High School. But did you
notice that they cheered no more for Fordham after Reade answered
Phin Drayne so forcibly."
"It's a fact that these men didn't boost any more for Fordham,"
assented Dave. "By the way, I have one clear notion in my head!"
"What is it?"
"That Phin Drayne isn't marching in these close gray ranks about
us."
Phin Drayne wasn't. At this moment Phin was back at the military
institute, his face twitching horribly as he packed his clothing
in the trunk in which it had come.
For, almost instantly after Reade had called out, some of the
military students around Drayne had demanded of him whether there
was a shadow of truth in what Reade had said.
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