Summary

Portrait of H. Irving Hancock H. Irving Hancock Dave Darrin's First Year at Annapolis

In the collision Page had been hit glancingly on the head by the gaff of the falling mainsail.
Page heard Dave's query with a muddled mind. All he grasped was that Darrin was doubtful of his ability to keep them both up.
In an agony of unreasoning, stupefied dread, Midshipman Page swiftly wound both arms around Dave Darrin.
"Here!" commanded the young captain the crew. "Don't do that!"
But Page either did not hear or did not heed. His arms clung more desperately around Dave, binding one of the latter's arms to his body.
"He'll drown both of us!"
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Portrait of H. Irving Hancock H. Irving Hancock Dave Darrin's First Year at Annapolis

You don't think of calling Mister Darrin out again, do you?" demanded Tyson, with a gasp.
"Yes; if he can be made to fight fair!" snarled Farley.
"He fought fairly this time, mister," replied Second Class Man Tyson, almost with heat. "You're a fast, heavy and hard scrapper for your age, mister, but the other man simply out-pointed you all through the game. If you call him out again, and he meets you, he can kill you if he sees fit."
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Portrait of H. Irving Hancock H. Irving Hancock Dave Darrin's First Year at Annapolis

Both young men, and probably a lot of others in the same squad throbbed with a swift flash of thought.
As soon as the ranks were broken Dalzell seized his chum's hand, and began wringing it strenuously.
"David, little giant," murmured Dan ecstatically, "we are no longer fourth class men. From the instant that the tail-ender of the old first class received his diploma we became transformed into third class men."
"Yes," smiled Dave. "We're youngsters. That's going some."
"Poor fourth class men!" sighed Dan. "I'm alluding to those who will have to look up to and reverence me as a youngster!"
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