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Who could say that the doctor, if referred to, would not have repudiated Aunt M'riar's claim in toto? Warnings, cautions, and moral lessons derived from this incident had due weight with Dave for several days; in fact, until his cut healed over. Then he forgot them and became as bad as ever. The interest of Dave's accident told in the last chapter is merely collateral.
Fate seemed against Dave's pronunciation being corrected. You know the game we used to call Magic Music we oldsters, when we were children?
There were less than twenty of the midshipmen now remaining in the room, so Jetson did not feel as embarrassed as he might have done had he been called upon to give the recital before a class meeting. He told his listeners the story of Dave's splendid conduct in the gym. that afternoon, and of the talk that had followed the reconciliation of the enemies.
Out went the electric light, turned off at the master switch. Dave Darrin dived under the bed clothes on his own cot and tried to still the beating of his own heart. Two minutes later a brisk step sounded on the corridor of the "deck." Door after door was opened and closed. Then the door to Dave's room swung open, and a discipline officer and a midshipman looked into the room.
Then Jake and Frank tantalized them, and said of course it was no Fourth at all, it was only just fun, till the fellows could not stand it any longer, and then Frank jumped up from where he was sitting on his front steps, and holloed out, "I'll show you how Dave looked when his pole pulled him in," and he acted it all out about Dave's pole pulling him into the water.
Well, as the scoundrel has gotten away, and as young Prescott is growing stronger, I shall go on my way to other patients who need me." Dick was still rather dizzy and weak, but Dave's right arm supported him. "Does your head ache?" inquired Greg. "Guess," advised Dick dryly. As the two policemen had given up looking for the fugitive, and had gone back to their posts, the crowd was melting.
"It's what we ought to do," declared Phil. "Haskers and Merwell must be in with each other," was Dave's comment. "Maybe Merwell is trying to sell some of that Sunset Company stock, too." "Wonder if we can't hear what they are saying?" said Roger. "It might help us to make out a case against them."
This was Dave's first "go" at this particular spot, and I cautioned him to be careful not to show himself in the open doorway with the light behind him, as the building was under observation and the splinters that were being continually chipped from it demonstrated how keenly active and alert they were, and made it necessary for a man to be on the lookout every second of the time.
Everybody knew he sold whiskey, but he was too shrewd to be caught, until, late one afternoon, two days after young Dave's arrest, Hale coming through the Gap into town glimpsed a skulking figure with a hand-barrel as it slipped from the dark pines into Caliban's cabin. He pulled in his horse, dismounted and deliberated. If he went on down the road now, they would see him and suspect.
He knows where to find me out here, jest's easy's in at the Settlements, popsie!" The mother stirred in her bunk, wakened by the little one's voice. She sat up, shivering, and pulled a red shawl about her shoulders. Her eyes sought Dave's significantly and sympathetically. "Mother's girl must try an' not think so much about Sandy Claus," she pleaded. "I don't want her to go an' be disappointed.
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