To which the other midshipmen agreed.
"We have enjoyed having you aboard," replied Lieutenant Jack Benson.
"None of us will ever forget this cruise."
Then the six midshipmen strode briskly along the walks until they
reached Bancroft Hall.
It wasn't long ere news of the adventure of the night before got
whispered along the decks. Then Dave and Dan, Farley and Page,
Jetson and Wolgast all had so much midshipman company that it
was a relief when the evening study hours came around.
All six of the midshipmen had to tell the story of their submarine
experience until all of them fairly hated to talk about the matter.
Seaman Morton was never heard from again, and so did not come
in for his share of the excitement. However, it was not destined
to last long, for the football season was at its height and every
blue-clad middy thought, talked and dreamed about the Navy team.
A good team it was, too, and a good year for the Navy. The young
men of the Naval Academy played one of their most brilliant seasons
of football.
Dave, by a bigger effort than any one understood, forced back
his interest in the gridiron until he played a brilliant game.
The Navy won more victories than it had done before in any one
of fifteen seasons of football.
Yet report said that the Army, too, was playing a superb game,
considering that it had been deprived of its two best players,
Prescott and Holmes.
Up to the last Dave continued to hope that Cadet Dick Prescott
might be restored to the Army eleven.
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