If he has the nerve to disregard this and graduate, he will go forth into the Army only to meet a like fate at the hands of every officer in the service.

He will always be "cut" as long as he attempts to wear the uniform.
"Its a shame to let this fellow Haynes stay in the service," Dick muttered.

"And yet my hands are tied.

With my lack of evidence I can't drag him before either a legal or an informal court.
The only thing I can do is to let matters go on, trusting to the fact that, sooner or later, Haynes will overstep the bounds less cautiously, and that he'll find himself driven out of the uniform." On going to his quarters for a study period one afternoon further along in April, Haynes found himself unable to concentrate his mind on the lesson before him.

He was alone, his roommate being absent with a section at recitation.
As he sat thus idle at the study table, Haynes toyed with a little black pin.