"Every time!" retorted the lieutenant, with emphasis.
Young Benson was wise enough not to attempt to take too much of a part in the conversation with so many experienced naval officers present. Yet he remained, listening, for the talk was highly instructive.
"I'll have to go up and signal for my boat," declared Lieutenant McCrea, rising, at last. "I want a bit of sleep, for I'm watch officer on the 'Luzon' to-night, from dog watch to midnight."
After the lieutenant had gone, Captain Jack suddenly rose, hastening to the platform deck, where Hal Hastings stood on watch.
"What's the matter?" demanded Hal, looking keenly at his chum.
"Why?"
"Why, your face is nearly all one broad grin."
"Oh, I'm thinking a bit," Jack answered, evasively.
"Happy thoughts, then," mocked Hastings, amiably. "I can tell by the grinful look of your face."
"Yes, it's something lively that I'm thinking about," laughed young
Benson.