CHAPTER XIX.
THE PROWLER IN QUARTERS At eleven o'clock the next morning Bert Dodge stepped up to another cadet known as the "sick-marcher." Together they went to the hospital where Dodge reported to the medical officer in charge.
"What's the trouble, Mr.Dodge ?" asked the surgeon, reaching for the plebe's pulse.
"Chills, sir, mumbled the cadet.
"Chills?
Your pulse is a bit rapid, but not suspiciously so.

Let me place this thermometer in your mouth." After two minutes Captain Goodwin removed the thermometer and held it up.
"Normal," he observed, a bit puzzled.

"Dead-beating," as it is called, or trying to get into the hospital when there is no need, is not unknown to the surgeons at the Military Academy.

But when done, it is usually tried before a boy has been there a year.

"How long have you felt this way ?" "For about twenty-four hours, sir." "Perhaps I'd better mark you 'quarters' for twenty-four hours to come," said the surgeon, eyeing Dodge closely.
Dodge squirmed.