"But what a great game that must have been, Dick! How I wish Belle and I had gone over to Philadelphia to see it." "It was an exciting game, and a hard-fought one." Laura chatted on gayly, and at the same time displayed much enthusiasm over the life at West Point.

Yet Dick, though he strove to conceal the fact, was low spirited over the attentions of Mr.Cameron.
The two cadets had permission to visit at the hotel, so went into the parlor until the girls joined them there.

Later, as there was no snow on the ground, a stroll about the post was proposed and enjoyed.
Dick made out Laura's card for the dance that night, while Greg attended to Belle's.

Many were the cadets who glared at Dick and Greg for not having inscribed their names on the dance cards of these two very "spoony femmes." (pretty girls.) After one of her dances with Dick, Belle asked him to lead her out into the corridor, where the air was cooler.
"Shall I go after your wrap ?" asked Dick solicitously.
"Goodness, no," replied Belle.

"I'm not as sensitive as that." Then, abruptly changing the subject, Miss Meade asked: "What do you think of Mr.Cameron ?" "I saw very little of him," Dick replied.
"But what do you think of him ?" Belle insisted.
"I think that, if he is Laura's friend, he must be a fine fellow," Dick replied with enthusiasm.
A slight shudder of disappointment passed over Belle.
"Are you beginning to feel chilly, Belle ?" asked Dick anxiously.
"If I am, its nervously, not because I am really cold," replied Miss Meade dryly.
"Why did you ask me what I think of Mr.Cameron ?" "Because I am interested in knowing," Belle answered.