"Darrin, you know well enough that you so influenced Hepson to keep me off the team!"
"Jetson, are you mad?"
"No; but I'm naturally angry."
"I give you my word that I didn't do anything to prevent your making the team."
"And you expect me, Mr. Darrin, to believe that?"
"If you decline to do so, it amounts to passing the lie. But I'll overlook that for a moment. Joyce, I think Hepson is not dancing at present. Will you return to the hop, and, if he is not dancing, will you bring him out here?"
"I don't want to see Hepson," cried Midshipman Jetson. "You're the only one I'm interested in in this matter, Mr. Darrin."
"You've virtually refused to accept my word."
"I do so refuse."
"Then you call me—"