being overheard, Darrin replied, in an undertone:

"Lieutenant Cantor was the man of whom I told you last night."

"Not the-----"

"Yes," Dave nodded.

"But it seems incredible that an officer of our Navy could be
guilty of any such conduct," Dalzell gasped, his eyes large with
amazement. "Are you sure?"

"Didn't you notice the welt on Mr. Cantor's cheek?" Dave asked,
dryly.

Danny Grin nodded, then fell silent over his plate.

After the meal Lieutenant Trent saw to it that both the new ensigns
were introduced to such officers as they had not met already.

"We can't possibly remember all their names---scores of 'em!"
gasped Dan, as the two young officers stood outside the mess.

"We'll learn every name and face before very long," Darrin answered.
"But I mustn't stand talking," Dave went on, as he again hung
his sword at his side. "I'm on duty, and can't stand another
call-down."

"Are you going to tell what Cantor did last night?" Dan queried.