rage.

"Yes; let him at me," voiced Dave coolly, "and I'll send him into
the middle of next term!"

But three of the midshipmen clung to Farley, who furiously strove to
fling them off.

"Let me at him!" insisted the accuser. "He struck me."

"You struck at him first, and didn't land," replied one of the
peacemakers. "You go on with a fight here, and you'll bring the
officer in charge down on us all. Farley, if you feel you've
a grievance you are privileged to take recourse to the regular
code in such matters."

"The fellow has lied about me, and I'm ready to settle it with
him now, or outside by appointment," broke in Dave, speaking as
coolly as before.

"He calls me 'fellow' and 'liar,'" panted Farley, turning white.
"Do you think I can stand that?

"You don't have to," replied one of those who held Farley back.
"Send Darrin a challenge, in the regular way."

"I will!" panted Midshipman Farley. "And I'll hammer him all over
and out of the meeting-place!"

"Then it's settled for a challenge," interposed Dan Dalzell.