However, Mr.Cantor, though you are not now here to hear me say it, I did not promise silence.

Yet it is difficult to conceive what would make me open my mouth on the subject of last night's happening.
I have never been a tale-bearer, and, much as I may despise that fellow, and the affront that he offers the Navy, in remaining in the service, I fancy his secret is safe from all---except Dalzell.
Danny and I haven't yet begun to have secrets from each other." Presently Dan Dalzell, wearing his sword and pulling on his white gloves as he came, appeared, walking aft.

There was time only for a smiling nod, for Dave suddenly remembered, with a start that it was time for him to report for change of watch.
Hastening down the passage-way Dave hung his sword on, then hastily rummaged the suit case for a pair of white gloves that he had previously tucked in there.
Hastening, he reached the deck just as the watch was being changed.
With quick step Ensign Darrin took his momentary post.

Then, when the old watch had gone off duty, Lieutenant Cantor turned to his subordinate with a frown.
"Ensign Darrin, you made a bad beginning, sir," declared the new watch officer, crisply.

"In the future, I trust you will be more mindful of the responsibility of an officer in setting his men an example in punctuality.