The man seemed much surprised, but there was a noticeable change in his manner.
"Going to be a student there?" he asked respectfully.
"Yes. I had to come on ahead of time."
"All right. Take you out there in a jiffy," went on the hack driver briskly. "Got any baggage?"
Dick handed over his checks, and the man soon returned with his trunk and suitcase.
"This doesn't appear to be a very lively place; not as much so as I expected," remarked the young millionaire as he got into the vehicle.
"Oh, bless your heart, sir, you just wait until next week," said the man. "Then this town will sit up and take notice. This is our off season, when the military school is closed. But when the boys arrive—wow! Say, then's when you got to look out. My! Oh my! But it's fierce!"
"Do they—do they cut up much?" asked Dick, secretly glad that he was to have a hand in it if the students did.
"Do they? Say, young man, when I start to drive a party of them cadets anywhere I don't never know if we're going to arrive. Never can tell when a wheel is coming off, or when my horses will start up, and leave the coach behind. That's why I always use quiet animals. Them cadets has life enough and to spare. Cut up? Say, jest you wait!"
"Well, maybe it won't be so bad after I get
