To-morrow, if you make any such remarks to me, you'll have to pay a mighty big penalty for them." "You'll make me pay by going to the commandant and telling him all you know, I suppose ?" sneered Pennington.
"You know better, Pen! Now, begin to practise keeping a civil tongue behind your teeth!" With that, Darrin turned on his heel, seeking the deck.
This left "Pen" to conjecture as to whether he should report his misadventure, and, if so, how best to go about it.
"See here, Hallam," began the worried midshipman, "I begin to feel that it will be safer to turn in some kind of report on myself." "Much safer," agreed Hallam.

"It will show good faith on your part if you report yourself." "And get me broken from the service, too, I suppose," growled the unhappy one.
"I hardly think it will, if you report yourself first," urged Hallam.
"But you'll be about certain to get your walking papers if you wait for the first information to come from other sources." "Hang it," groaned Pennington, "I wish I could think, but my head aches as though it would split and my tooth is putting up more trouble than I ever knew there was in the world.

And, in this racked condition, I'm to go and put myself on the pap-sheet.

In what way shall I do it, Hallam?
Can't you suggest something ?" "Yes," retorted Hallam with great energy.

"Go to the medical officer and tell him how your tooth troubles you.