Dave Darrin's Third Year at Annapolis; Or, Leaders of the Second Class MidshipmenHancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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Dave Darrin's Third Year at Annapolis; Or, Leaders of the Second Class Midshipmen
Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
United States Naval Academy -- Juvenile fiction
Totten thereupon explained that the young woman in question was his
cousin. Totten, who was an orphan, had been brought up by an aunt who had
but one child of her own, the young woman in question. When Totten had
won an appointment to the Naval Academy, the aunt and cousin had decided
to move to Annapolis sooner than have their little family broken up.
"How did you come to be outside the Academy grounds last evening, Mr.
Totten? You were not on leave to go outside."
"I took the chances and Frenched it, sir," confessed Totten candidly. "I
knew that I could not get leave, and so did not ask it. But I felt that
the fellow had to be punished, no matter at what hazard to myself."
"Then you considered the avenging of the insult to your cousin as being a
matter of greater importance than your future career in the Navy?"
Midshipman Totten paled, but he answered bravely:
"Yes, sir; and at the same time a Naval career means nearly everything in
the world to me."
Lieutenant-Commander Morrill, the new officer in charge, felt that it was
difficult to rebuke a future Naval officer for defending from insult a
woman dear to him.
"I shall have to pass this matter on to the commandant of midshipmen,"
decided the O.C. "Mr. Totten, you will go to your quarters and remain
there, until further orders, save only for meal formations."
"Very good, sir," replied the fourth classman saluting.
"That is all, Mr. Totten."
"Very good, sir."
Within half an hour, Dave, Dan and Joyce knew that the unknown midshipman
had come forward and announced himself, but they did not hear the story
of the reason back of Totten's attack. They heard, however, that Totten
had not heard of their predicament until just after chapel call.
The commandant of midshipmen sent for Mr. Totten. That official, however,
after hearing the story, felt that the matter was one for the
superintendent. The superintendent did not send for Totten and question
him, but sent, instead, for the civilians who had lodged the complaint
the evening before. He sent also for young Crane the man Totten had
named, and who had not been among the complainants of the evening before.
"Mr. Crane," announced the superintendent, "you know, of course, the name
of the midshipman who assaulted and knocked you down before the other
three midshipmen interfered in the matter?"
"Er--er--possibly I do," confessed Crane, reddening.
"Mr. Crane, if you wish us to deal frankly with you, you must accord the
same treatment to the officials of the Naval Academy," replied the
superintendent coldly.
"I--I--personally do not desire to press any complaint," continued young
Crane. "I am sorry that my friends took such a step."
"Then you consider, Mr. Crane," pressed the superintendent, "that the
knock-down blow you received from a midshipman was in the nature of a
merited punishment?"
"I--I won't say that," cried Crane quickly. "No, sir! I won't admit it!"
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