On the whole studies and recitations passed off rather pleasantly for both chums that day, though both could see that there were breakers ahead.
After supper a few minutes were allowed for recreation, which consisted mostly of an opportunity for the midshipmen to chat with each other. Then came the call that sent them to their rooms to study for two solid hours.
"I wish the powers that be would let us sit up an hour later," sighed Dave, looking up from his book in the middle of the study period.
"I'd rather they'd let us sleep an hour later in the morning," grumbled Dan.
"But, really, it would be great to have chance to study an hour more each evening," insisted Dave.
"Huh!"
"Yes; I begin to feel that we're going to need more study time than we get, if we're ever to pass."
At 9.30 the release bell rang. Dan closed his book with a joyful bang, Darrin closing his much more reluctantly.
"I'm going visiting," declared Dalzell, starting toward the door.
Before he could reach the door, however, there sounded a slight knock and two midshipmen of the third class stepped in.