Now, here was Mark Mallory--to say nothing of Texas--who had come up to the Point with an absurd notion of his own dignity, who had outwitted the yearlings at every turn, been sent to Coventry--and didn't care a hang, and now was on the point of trying to "lick" the finest all-around athlete in the whole third class. It was enough to make the corps tremble--the yearlings, at any rate. The first class usually feels too dignified to meddle with such things.