"She's the worst tease
I know."
"If I get the appointment to Annapolis," continued Darrin, "you'll
be asking me, next, if I expect to be promoted, after a while,
to he helmsman, or fireman, on some cruiser."
"Well, would you expect to be!" asked Belle, with an appearance
of great innocence.
"Don't, Belle," pleaded Laura. "The boy are too much in earnest.
It isn't fair to tease them, now. Wait until they've been at
West Point and Annapolis a couple of years. Then ask them."
"What would be the use then?" asked Belle dryly. "By that time
our young cadets will have met so many girls that they would have
to think back quite a while before they could remember our names."
Laura's pretty color lessened for an instant.
"Don't you believe it," broke in Dick promptly. "Just as soon
as I have a right ask for cards for a West Point hop I'm going
to ask for cards for Miss Bentley and Miss Deane, and their chaperon."
"The same here, for Annapolis," promised Dave solemnly. "So you
see, girls, you'll have to be prepared to do some traveling in
the near future.
"But you won't get to Annapolis, anyway, until June," replied
Belle, a bit more gently. "So you won't have any Annapolis hops
until next fall, will you?"
"Probably not," Dave admitted.
"But you won't go to Annapolis, anyway," suggested Laura, turning
to Prescott. "There may be some West Point hops between then
and June."
"I feel pretty sure there will be," nodded Dick cheerily.
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