It ought not to be possible, and yet I don't see any way of preventing it.

I wish I could talk with a gentleman like Lieutenant Trent, but he would only regard me as a tale-bearer, and after that he would have no use for me.

One thing I can see clearly.

Cantor is likely to have me broken and kicked out of the service if I am forced to remain in his division week after week." Then, realizing that his time was slipping away, Darrin hastily undressed and got into his berth.

It was a long time, though, before sleep came to him.
In the morning Lieutenant Cantor was obliged to listen meekly to a long discourse by the executive officer on the virtue of punctuality in a naval officer.