consequences of your action was to adjourn
without action on Jetson."

"It was you, Farl, who moved to adjourn."

"Just to save a lot of hot-bloods from jumping on you, Darry. They'd have
done it in another minute. The motion to adjourn was the only thing we
could do."

"That's just it," nodded Midshipman Page.

"But there'll have to be another meeting called right away," Farley went
on. "The brigade will expect it--will have a right to demand it. A member
of our class has insulted the whole brigade, and under our old traditions
only the second class can administer discipline."

"Well, then," pursued Darrin calmly, "when the new meeting is held Jetson
and myself can be punished, if that be the wish of the entire class."

"Darry," stormed Farley, "you've simply got to withdraw your fool remarks
when the class comes together again."

"Do you expect that I'll do that?" Dave inquired.

"If you don't," retorted Farley warmly, "you won't be worth the further
concern of your friends. What do you say, Danny boy?"

"From what I know of Dave Darrin," replied Dalzell, "the class will be
wasting its time if it expects Darry to retract."

"But what do you want to be sent to Coventry for?" demanded Farley.

"I don't," Dave answered. "I know how it hurts. I wouldn't see any
midshipman here sent to Coventry for anything except positive and
undeniable dishonor. Jetson hasn't been guilty of anything worse than a
mean, quick temper and a fit of sulks afterwards. That's why, with my
experience here at Annapolis, if Jetson is to be sent to Coventry, I
decline to be bound by the class action."

"But you can't refuse to be bound by class action," retorted
Farley aghast.

"Try me and see," smiled Dave stubbornly.

"Don't be an idiot, Darry!"

"It would be a contemptible thing," Dave went on, as calmly as before.
"Coventry would mean the chasing of Jetson out of the brigade. You would
ruin a man for a defect of temper that some of you others don't possess
in quite the same degree. Is it fair to ruin any man because he has the
misfortune to have a fit of sulks? That's why I won't heed the class
action if it cuts Jetson. I'll bow to him whenever I meet him. I'll talk
to him if he'll let me."

"But he won't," insisted Farley triumphantly. "No such sulky fellow as
Jetson will let you make up to him."

"If he refuses," Dave contended, "then I can't help it. But I won't be a
party to ruining the man. It would be far more to the