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"We did the only thing we could with the Prescott fellow," spoke up another cadet. Dave Darrin's dark eyes flashed somewhat. "Gentlemen," he begged quietly, "will you do me the very great favor not to refer to Prescott slightingly as a 'fellow. He's one of the noblest youngsters I've ever known, and I'm his friend through thick and thin.
I don't believe Laura guesses for a moment that Dan Dalzell is just as game a fellow as the Spartan boy of olden times." The hop that night was one of the happiest occasions Dave had ever known, yet it was destined to result in trouble for him. Midshipman Treadwell, of the first class, caught sight of Belle as she entered the gym at Dave Darrin's side.
Dave, who had used up so much of his wind by his brilliant footwork, began to find it harder to keep the upper hand. Twice, however, he managed to land body blows. He was trying to drive in a third when Pennington blocked, following this with a left-arm jab on Darrin's left jaw that sent the lighter man to the floor. Instantly Dawley began to count off the seconds. " seven, eight, nine, te "
Cosetta's men, lying on the ground, had failed to note Darrin's flanking movement, but had discovered Trent's advance. Suddenly the rear door flew open, and two men dashed out. "Halt!" shouted Dave, dashing forward. Cosetta reached for a revolver. Before he could produce it Darrin's bullet laid him low. But Cantor sprang at the young ensign with such force as to bear him to earth.
Readers of the preceding volume in this series, "DAVE DARRIN'S FIRST YEAR AT ANNAPOLIS," will need no introduction to this fine specimen of spirited and honorable young American. Readers of that preceding volume will recall how Dave Darrin and Dan Dalzell entered the United States Naval Academy, one appointed by a Congressman and the other by a United States Senator.
He was not cut, yet he soon discovered that the average classmate paid no more heed to him than appeared to be necessary for courtesy's sake. After another week "Pills" consented to Dave Darrin's going out for regular gridiron practice. Dave needed the work badly, for the Navy team was now on the eve of the first game of the season.
"You are aware that Mr. Darrin has been punished by the imposition of a great many demerits for untidiness in the care of his equipment?" "Yes, sir." "But you were not responsible for any of these seeming delinquencies on Mr. Darrin's part?" "Never, sir." "You did not turn down, disarrange and soil his bed this forenoon, or create the appearance of untidiness in connection with Mr.
The boat, however, would reach Darrin last of all. "I'm a fearfully poor swimmer." "I know," nodded Dave, "but I've got you, and I never let go of a good thing." Darrin's heart throbbed gratefully. All of the boat crew were accounted for; not a man of his command lost. Further off he could see Mr. Salisbury and the engineer of the foundered power boat, each held up by a life-preserve.
"That's right," jeered Tag. "Go in after the reward, when I can't help myself. Serves me right for taking money when I should have contented myself with my old game of stealing victuals only!" "Hoo-hoo the camp!" repeated Prescott. "Hoo-hoo!" "That you, Dick?" came in Darrin's voice. "Yes; come here on the jump, Dave. And bring the others." "Where?" "At the spring."
Darrin's door, sir, I stepped out into the corridor, walked close to Mr. Darrin's room door, and then stood there until Lieutenant Nettleson and Mr. Hawkins arrived." "Then, Mr. Farley, you are certain that there was no disorder in Mr. Darrin's room at the time when he and Mr. Dalzell left to recite in mathematics? "I am absolutely positive, sir." "And you are also certain that none but Mr.
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