Especially had the newest recruits been drilled.

By this time the latest of them to join the regiment had gained considerable of the appearance of the soldier.
Dick and Greg, sharing the same cabin, had been much together, for on shipboard they had found much leisure.

It had been the lieutenants who had drilled the platoons.

Captains were but little occupied on shipboard.
On the morning that it became known that the fleet had entered the Danger Zone, Dick and Greg stood on deck to the port of the pilot house.

Leaning over the rail they idly scanned the surface of the sea to northward.
"Almost in France, my boy!" Prescott cried eagerly.