It has saved your having to swallow a lot of your words on many occasions." All laughed good-naturedly.

Though there was the most intense rivalry between the two government military schools, yet all were gentlemen, and the fun-making could not be permitted to go beyond the limits of ordinary teasing.
"What's your line-up ?" broke in Dan Dalzell.
"Haven't you fellows gotten hold of the cards yet ?" asked one of the West Point men.

"Then take a look over mine." Standing together Dave and Dan eagerly glanced down the printed line-up of the Military Academy.
"I know a few of these names," ventured Darrin, "and they're the names of good men.

Several of the other names I don't know at all.

And you've left out the names of the two Army men that we're most afraid of in a game of football." "It seems queer to think of an Army line-up without Prescott and Holmes," Dan declared musingly.
Over the faces of the cadets there crept a queer look, but none of them spoke.
"So you've boycotted Prescott and Holmes ?" pursued Dalzell.
"Yes," replied one of the cadets.