But Darrin hadn't.

So, after the boys had entered the building, and had climbed to the next floor, where the hall was, and had taken a look inside, Dave drew back into the corridor.
"Great guns, did you look inside ?" he demanded.

"There are a million boys in there already." "Cheer up," soothed Tom.

"Most of 'em want to go to West Point." Tom fairly forced his chums inside.

The boys already there, some three-score, at least, turned to regard the newcomers curiously.
"The rest of you may as well go home," announced Tom laughingly.
"My friends have a first mortgage on the jobs you're after." Presently, more fellows came in.