I can't see his game clearly.

But he's certainly hunting trouble." "Then-----" "See here, Page, we've no business holding indignation meetings in study hours.

But come to my room just as soon as release sounds---will you ?" "You can wager that I will," shot back Midshipman Page as he started along the corridor.
"Hello," hailed Midshipman Dalzell, looking up as his chum entered.
"Why, Darry, you're angry---really angry.

Who has dared throw spitballs at you ?" "Quit your joking, Dan!" returned Dave Darrin, his voice quivering.
"Clairy is hunting real trouble, I imagine, and I fancy he'll have to be obliged." Dave thereupon related swiftly what had happened, Dan staring in sheer amazement.

Then Dalzell jumped up.
"Where are you going ?" Darrin answered.
"To interview Clairy." "You'd better not, Dan.