was a heavily-built yet very active young man, who had shown great
promise in boxing bouts in the gymnasium.

At half-past eight that evening, while scores of cadets strolled
through the grounds, thinking of the academic term to begin on
the morrow, some little groups made their way more directly across
the grounds. Many interested glances followed them.

Over in the direction of the Old Government Hospital stepped Dave,
accompanied by Dan and Rollins.

They were the first to arrive, though a few minutes later Midshipmen
Tyson and Trotter appeared.

"Farley doesn't seem in as a big hurry as he was," remarked Dan
Dalzell laughingly.

It was not, in fact, until close to the time that Farley, Henkel
and Page came on the scene.

"We want to put this mill through briskly, gentlemen," announced
Midshipman Tyson, in a low tone. "Both principals will be good
enough to get ready as rapidly as possible."

Dave Darrin had been only awaiting the order. Now he took off
his cap and uniform blouse, handing them to Dan, who folded the
coat and laid it on the ground, placing the cap on top of it.

By this time Darrin had pulled his shirt over his head. Dan took
that also, while Rollins produced a belt which Dave strapped about