"Two of a kind---the top and the company commander," Mock growled under his breath as he went up the stairs to a squad room above. CHAPTER II GREG HAS TO BE STERN A full minute before the bugler sounded the call Captain Dick Prescott was on hand, standing in the shadow of the end of the barracks of his company. Among other reasons he was there to note the alacrity with which his men came out of the building. Before the notes of the call had died away most of the men of his company were on hand, his lieutenants among the first. Within saving time all the rest had appeared, except those who had been excused for one reason or another. "A company fall in!" directed First Sergeant Kelly promptly. As the men fell in in double rank there were a few cases of confusion, for some of the men were rookies who had joined only recently. "Sergeant Kelly, instruct the other sergeants to see to it that each man knows his exact place in company formation," Dick ordered. "Yes, sir," replied Kelly. The corporals reported briskly the absentees, if any, in their squads. The counting of fours sounded next after inspection of arms. "A little more snap in answering when fours are counted," Dick called, loudly enough for all the company to hear. "Let every man call his own number instantly and clearly. For instance, when one man has called 'two' let the man at his left call 'three' without a second's delay. In the way of good soldiering this is more important than most of you new men realize. Lieutenant Terry!" "Sir," the first lieutenant responded, stepping forward, saluting. "Take the company. Drill in dressings, facings, the manual of arms, wheeling and marching by twos and fours." Then, stepping to one side, Prescott let his gaze rove over the company, from one file or rank to another. Everything that was done badly he noted. Presently, when the men were standing at ease he related his observations to Lieutenant Noll Terry, who thereupon gave the company further instruction. Finally, when the company started across the drill ground in column of fours, Dick walked briskly into the barracks building, going to the company office, whither Sergeant Kelly had preceded him. Kelly, and a corporal and private who were there on clerical duty, rose and stood at attention as the captain entered. "Rest," Dick commanded briefly, whereupon the corporal and the private returned to the desk at which they were working, while Dick crossed to the sergeant's desk. Seating himself there he gave close attention to the papers that Sergeant Kelly handed him. Such as required signature Captain Prescott signed. Then, for fifteen minutes, he busied himself with requisitions for clothing and equipment. After that other papers required close attention. Following that several matters of company administration had to be taken up. Finally, Sergeant Kelly handed Dick a list on which names had been written.