CHAPTER XVIII
A DISMAL CHRISTMAS
"You are reported as not having your room in order, Hamilton," began Major Rockford, as Dick entered.
"I don't see how that can be, sir," replied Dick, saluting. "When Paul Drew and I left it for breakfast it was in order."
"Drew's side is yet, but your bureau is stated by Captain Naylor to be in great disorder."
"I—I left it in order, sir."
"Very well, we will go and take a look at it."
Accompanied by the commandant, Dick went to his apartment. To his surprise his neat bureau was in great disorder, the objects on it being scattered all about.
"Well?" asked Major Rockford.
"Some one—some one must have been in here, sir," said Dick.
"Ha! Do you wish to accuse any one?"
Dick went closer to his bureau. Something on it caught his eye. It was a note written in pencil. It read:
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