She arose, and they went whirling about the room. But she was strangely quiet. Dick's enjoyment of the dance was not a bit lessened by seeing Dutton once more scowling at him from behind a draped pillar. The cadet captain had doffed his gay coat, and wore one belonging to his uniform. It formed a strange contrast to his otherwise Colonial costume. When the dance was over Dick saw him beckoning, and, excusing himself from his fair partner, he walked to where Dutton stood. "You wished to speak to me?" asked Dick. "Yes. Come outside." "What for?" "I wish to speak to you." "Won't it do in here?" "No!" snapped Dutton. Dick hesitated a moment, and, not wishing to quarrel with the captain in the ballroom, he followed him out on a verandah. "What do you mean by insulting me, and making me ridiculous?" demanded Dutton fiercely. "Insulting you?" repeated Dick. "That's what I said. You refused to come back when I called you. I'm your superior officer." "Not on an occasion like this!" exclaimed Dick, and he drew himself up, and looked Dutton straight in the eyes. "We are all equal here to-night, Captain Dutton. I take no orders from you!" "We'll see about that. Why did you deliberately spill that ice over me? You wanted to make me the laughing stock of everyone in the room!" "I did not. You have no right to say that. It was an accident, pure and simple, and I have already apologized to you for it." "That is not enough. No one can insult me with impunity. I demand satisfaction!" "I don't see what satisfaction I can give you--unless I buy you a new coat. If that is what you what you want I will be happy to send you a check for whatever amount----" "Hold on, Hamilton!" cried Dutton hoarsely. "This is going too far! You're getting mighty fresh. I suppose because you are a millionaire you think your money will do anything. But I tell you it won't. You can't buy a gentleman with money, nor make one either. You come here with a lot of millions behind you, and you think all you need to do is to insult a gentleman, and then offer to pay for it. I tell you I'll not stand it. You did that on purpose and----" "I have already told you that I did not." "And I say you did." There was no mistaking Dutton's meaning. Dick took a step forward. His face was slightly pale. "That will do!" he said sternly. "Are you aware that you have practically accused me of telling an untruth?" "That's what I meant to do," answered Dutton fiercely. "You're a cad--a sneak--you threw that ice at me on purpose!" "If you say that again," exclaimed Dick, "I'll----" "Well, what will you do?" sneered Dutton. "I think I shall have to buy you two coats," spoke Dick calmly, for he saw that Dutton was losing control of his temper, and the young millionaire wanted to end the affair. "Don't you give me any of your fresh talk!" cried the captain. "I shall say what I please on an occasion like this," responded Dick. "I have that privilege."