"Woof!" The latter exclamation followed when Dave's fist cut Henley's lip a bit.

But that indignity stirred the first class man to swifter, keener efforts.

He failed to score heavily on the fourth class man, however; but, just before the call time for the first round Henley's nose stopped a blow from Darrin's fist, and first class blood began to flow.
"Mr.Touge is a hard fighter," muttered the time-keeper to the referee, while the seconds attended their men.
"We've plenty of fellows at Annapolis who can punish Darrin," replied Midshipman Bailey.
Time was called for the start-off of the second round.

The two principals were intent on their footwork around each other, when there came hail that froze their blood.
"Halt! Remain as you are for inspection!" It was the voice of Lieutenant Hall, one of the discipline officers, and the fighters and their friends had been caught!.