"You've heard nothing about it?"
"Not a word—not a hint," protested Page eagerly.
There were less than twenty of the midshipmen now remaining in the room, so Jetson did not feel as embarrassed as he might have done had he been called upon to give the recital before a class meeting. He told his listeners the story of Dave's splendid conduct in the gym. that afternoon, and of the talk that had followed the reconciliation of the enemies.
"That was like good old Darry again," remarked Farley proudly. "No fellow has a warmer temper than Darry when he's aroused to righteous anger, but no fellow has a more generous temper at all times."
"Let's go down and jump in on Darry, all hands!" proposed Joyce.
"Listen!" warned Farley.
Study call! That took the young men hastily to their regular academic duties.
"One thing this business has done," remarked Midshipman Farley, looking up from his books.
"I'll be the goat," murmured Page.
"Darry has always been somewhat the leader of the class, ever since the fellows began to find him out, back in the first year here. But this last business has boosted Dave Darrin unmistakably and solidly now into the post of leader of the class."