"You and me. I don't see why we haven't just as good a right to it as any one."
"I made up my mind that I should go for Commodore Lincoln for one," added Scott, to bring the matter to a head, for he did not like to see any student working for himself.
"I think the fellows did enough for him when they made him commodore," growled De Forrest, disgusted at the want of appreciation on the part of the joker.
"Perhaps the commodore will go for me, if I do for him," laughed Scott.
"Then you won't go in for the arrangement which the fellows are talking about?"
"Who were talking about it?" asked Scott, who had his doubts whether any one had spoken to De Forrest on the subject.
"Sheridan, for one. If you won't do anything for this ticket, I will say no more about it."
"Don't say any more, then," replied Scott; and De Forrest left him, angry and disgusted.
"What's up now, Scott?" asked Sheridan, stepping up to the joker at this point.
"The first purser's dander," answered Scott. "I hear that you proposed my name with his for the journey."