Under the full light the Doughface looked ghostly.
"Dave Darrin's Fourth Year at Annapolis"
H. Irving Hancock
Dark as it was in the room, Dave began to feel certain that he could distinguish plainly the ghostly figure of the saving Doughface in the alcove opposite.
"Dave Darrin's Fourth Year at Annapolis"
H. Irving Hancock
"Now, I'll hide this Doughface over night," whispered Darrin, going toward Dalzell's bed.
"Dave Darrin's Fourth Year at Annapolis"
H. Irving Hancock