"You'll have some one else in my place," laughed Dave.
"The Navy never before had a football player like you, and we'll never have one again," insisted the same man. "Dalzell's kind come once in about every five years, but your kind, Darry, never come back—-in the Navy!"
CHAPTER XV
DAN FEELS AS "SOLD" AS HE LOOKS
It was the first hop after the New Year.
"Tell me one thing Dave," begged Belle Meade, who, with Laura Bentley, and accompanied by Mrs. Meade, had come down to Annapolis for this dance.
"I'll tell you two things, if I know how," Darrin responded promptly.
"Dan has danced a little with Laura, to be sure, but he introduced Mr. Farley to her, and has written down Farley's name for a lot of dances on Laura's card."
"Farley is a nice fellow," Dave replied. "But why didn't Dan want more of the dances with Laura, instead of turning them over to Mr. Farley?" followed up Belle. "And—-there he goes now."
"Farley?"