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" remarked Lieutenant Barnes grouchily. "Hello!" said Danny Grin, turning half around and eyeing the last speaker. "You here?" "As usual," nodded Barnes gruffly. "What was that you said about a foolish question?" demanded Dan. "I was referring to your habit of asking foolish questions," retorted Barnes. "Do I ask any more of them than you do?" Dalzell retorted, a bit gruffly. "You do," Barnes declared, "and that's one of them." "If I thought I asked more foolish questions than you do, sir," Dan rejoined, laying down his coffee cup, "I'd--" Here Dalzell paused. "What would you do?" Barnes insisted. "On second thought," Dan went on gravely, "I don't believe I'll tell you. It was something desperate that I was thinking of." "Then drop the idea, Dalzell," scoffed Lieutenant Barnes lightly. "You're hardly the fellow we'd look to for desperate deeds." "Oh, am I not?" demanded Dan, for once a bit miffed. Several of the officers glanced up apprehensively. From necessity, life in the ward-room is an oppressively close one at best. A feud between two officers of the mess is enough to make all hands uncomfortable much of the time. "Cut it, Barnes," ordered the officer sitting on the right-hand side of Lieutenant Barnes. "Don't start any argument." "Gentlemen," broke in the paymaster, anxious to change the topic of conversation, "have you gone so far with your meal that a little bad news won't spoil your appetites?" Most of those present nodded, smilingly. "Then," continued the paymaster, "I wish to bring up a matter that has been discussed here before. You all know that in some way, owing to the carelessness of some one, there is an unexplained shortage of thirty-three dollars in our mess-fund. You appointed Totten and myself a committee to look into the matter. We now beg to report that the thirty-three dollars cannot be accounted for. What is your pleasure in the matter?" "I would call it very simple," replied Lieutenant Commander Wales. "Why not levy an assessment upon the members of this mess sufficient to make up the thirty-three dollars? It will amount to very little apiece." That way of remedying the shortage would have been agreed to promptly, had not Lieutenant Barnes cut in eagerly: "I've a better plan for making up the shortage. One man can pay it all, as a penalty, and there will be a lot of fun in deciding which member has to pay the penalty." "What's the idea, Mr. Bar
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