"Why? Do you want to work a trick yourself?" asked Dalzell, unsympathetically.
"No such luck for me," growled Barnes. "While in port I am ordered to take charge of shifting stores below decks."
"Fine!" approved Dan.
"And I wish I had you for junior officer on that detail," growled Barnes.
"If I get tired of staying ashore," Danny Grin proposed genially, "I'll make humble petition to be assigned as junior on your detail."
CHAPTER IX
M. DALNY PLANS A TRAGEDY
"Say, I wonder if these people call this a square deal," muttered Danny Grin, as he surveyed the dish that the waiter had just left for him. "I called for ham and eggs and potatoes, and the fellow has brought me chicken and this dish of vegetables that none but a native could name."
"Call the waiter back and ask him to explain his mistake," Ensign Darrin suggested, smilingly.