You both needed something
to stir you up---and I hope you gave each other all the excitement
you could."
In the way of a stirring-up something was about to happen that
was going to stir up the whole first class---if not the entire
brigade.
Nor was Dave Darrin to escape being one of the central figures
in the excitement.
Here is the way in which the whole big buzzing-match got its start
and went on to a lively finish.
CHAPTER XVII
MR. CLAIRY DEALS IN OUTRAGES
"Mr. Darrin!"
With that hail proceeded sharply from the lips of a first classman,
who on this evening happened to be the midshipman in charge of
the floor.
Clairy sat at his desk in the corridor, his eyes on a novel until
Dave happened along. As he gave the sharp hail Mr. Clairy thrust
his novel under a little pile of text-books.
"Well, sir?" inquired Dave, halting. "Mr. Darrin, what do you
mean by coming down the corridor with both shoes unlaced."
"They are not unlaced," retorted Dave, staring in amazement at
Midshipman Clairy.
"They are not now---true."
"And they haven't been unlaced, sir, since I first laced them
on rising this morning."
"Don't toy with the truth, Mr. Darrin!" rang Clairy's voice sternly.
"If my shoes had been unlaced, they would still be unlaced, wouldn't
they, sir?" demanded Dave.
"No; for you have laced them since I spoke to you about it!"
This was entirely too much for Darrin, who gulped, gasped, and
then stared again at the midshipman in charge of the floor.
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