"Are we intruding--so many of us," inquired Hepson, halting.

"Not on me, anyway," answered Dave pleasantly. "As for Danny boy, don't
mind the little chap. He really believes that study release sounds
before supper-call. Come right in, all of you fellows. Dan barks, but
won't bite."

"And take seats, all of you, do," urged Dan, with unnecessary
hospitality. "After the table and the chairs are used up, we'll provide
tacks for the rest."

"Does this little boy ever have a serious streak?" asked one of the
callers, regarding Dan with feigned interest.

"Yes; whenever he finds himself marked down to 2.1 in more than three
studies," laughed Dave.

"Oh, that's no laughing matter," grimaced another of the visiting
midshipmen.

"I don't suppose you can guess what we came to talk about?" went on
Midshipman Hepson.

"At a wild guess it might be football," hazarded Darrin.

"Wonderful! Marvelous!" gasped another visitor.

"Darry, we've come in to tell you that we believe that you and your
erratic roommate are going to save a desperate situation for us," resumed