Fine!" "Perhaps," grinned Dan, "if we two are so important to Navy prestige as you appear to imagine, we shall not be kept long from the gridiron." "Dalzell," retorted Hepson impatiently, "you're a second classman, and you've been here long enough to know that no considerations of discipline will be made to stand aside in order that the Navy may have a better athletic team of any kind.

Nothing here is sacrificed to athletics, and you surely must know it." "Then I guess we're dished," confessed Dalzell mournfully.
"A fine way for you two to go and use the football squad! Great!" insisted Hepson bitterly.
"Had you been with us, Hepson, you'd have done just as we did.

I know that," Dave replied.
"Well, you are calling me a bit," agreed Hepson.

"After all, I don't know just what it was that got you both into this scrape.

Some kind of fight, or row, in town, was all I heard." "Then I'll tell you about it," Darrin went on quietly.
"Well, I really don't see how you could have helped it," agreed Midshipman Hepson after he had listened.