So Dan ordered, impartially: "Mr.Darrin, you will place yourself on report for unauthorized talking in section!" Dave flushed still more hotly, but said nothing.
Midshipman Dalzell now marched the section from the furnace room, and dismissed it.

It was near noon, and would soon be time for the middies to eat.
Dave hurried away, washed, changed his uniform, and then stepped away swiftly to place himself on the report.
"I was sorry to do that, old chum," murmured Dan, as he met Dave returning.

"But of course I couldn't play favorites.

What made you so far forget yourself ?" "A something that would have had the same effect on you," retorted Dave grimly.

Thereupon he described Pennington's two underhanded assaults that morning.
"Humph!" muttered Dalzell.