Nor did the civilian get up at once.

Instead, he bawled lustily for help.
Joyce made a move to spring forward, but Dave caught him by the arm.
"Don't get forward, Joyce.

If you do, you'll probably recognize the midshipman.

Then you'll have to report his name." Answering the calls for help five other young men ran out of the same house.

The midshipman disdained to flee and stood his ground.
"We'll teach you!" snarled one of the newly arrived civilians, raising his cane as though to bring it down on the midshipman's shoulders.
The midshipman, like a flash, wrenched the cane from the other's hands and began to lay it lustily about him.