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As he perused it, such a quick, bright glow flashed into his face and eyes, that the watchful Darry at once surmised that Bart had received a communication out of the ordinary. "Good news, Bart?" he inquired. "Read it," said Bart simply, and quick-witted Darry saw that he was almost too overcome to speak further. The letter was from Mr. Leslie the superintendent, and contained two paragraphs.
"Hang my luck!" muttered Darrin in sudden disgust. "This is my day to do the cooking here." "One of the other fellows will take your turn," suggested Prescott. "I won't ask anyone to do it," sighed Darry. "I'm man enough to shoulder my own share of the camp work. Dick, you can look after both girls, can't you? And you'll make my excuses satisfactorily to Miss Meade?"
At that there was a general bustling. "Why didn't you wake me up in time to save me from all the joshing?" Darry demanded, with a note of reproach in his voice, as soon as he got a chance to speak with Dick alone. "Tom Reade won't be through all summer with tormenting me about being asleep at the switch."
Chow Hop had kept his hands up inside his wide sleeves. Now Farley leaped forward as he shouted: "Look out, Darry! He has a knife!" Farley attempted to seize the Chinaman's wrist, for the purpose of disarming the yellow man, but Dave swiftly threw the Chinaman around out of Farley's reach. Then, with a lightning-like move, Dave knocked the knife from Chow Hop's hand.
Miss Daisy know dat?" I stretched forth my little hand and laid it in Darry's great black palm. There was an absolute confidence established between us. "Uncle Darry" I said, "I do love him but sometimes, I want to see papa! " And therewith my self-command was almost gone. I stood with full eyes and quivering lips, my hand still in Darry's, who on his part was speechless with sympathy.
"Then you'll drop the line of talk you started the other night?" "No." "Darry, old friend!" "I haven't changed my mind. Then, if I changed my attitude, wouldn't I be acting a false part?" "Don't be, a prig, Darry!" "Be a knave instead, eh?" "Darry, you ought to have been born a Puritan!" "I'm glad I wasn't," Dave smiled. "And are you enjoying yourself?" "No," Dave answered seriously. "I'm not.
Dick named the two destroyers commanded by Lieutenant-Commander Dave Darrin and Lieutenant-Commander Dan Dalzell and asked the bridge officer if he could point them out. That the man above was able and very glad to do. "We'll keep our eyes open in the hope of being close enough to signal Darry and Danny Grin," Captain Holmes suggested.
Just suppose, for instance, that the mark on my face is where the nightmare kicked me and that I skinned my knuckles against the bedstead when I tried to jump over the bed to return the nightmare's kick." "Tom Reade," called Dave sternly, "hold up your right hand!" "Look out, Darry! You're not going to ask Tom to swear to the truth of a yarn like that, are you?" asked Dick anxiously.
"You two come for me, and I'll be ready. And I thank both of you fellows for taking up the matter for me." "We'll be mighty glad to be there, Darry," grinned Farley, "for we look to see you finish off that first classman." "Maybe," smiled Dave quietly. "I'll do all I can, anyway."
"Wait; I'll go back and halt the fellows and bring Dave forward with me." In a few moments this had been done. Darry gazed at the red Smattach with gleaming eyes. "This is surely our chance!" he muttered. "Now, what can we do?" All three were silent for a few moments. Then Tom Reade smote his thigh with one hand. "I have it," he muttered excitedly.
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