The brigade is founded and based on honor.

We, the members, cannot allow that honor to be impugned by one who would otherwise be fitted to be a member of the brigade.

As Mr.Jetson refuses to retract his words, and as some one must take the initiative, it is my disagreeable duty to move you, sir, that the second class decide that Mr.Jetson is no longer worthy to be of our number, and that he accordingly be sent to Coventry." "Mr.President!" "Mr.Page." "Mr.President, I desire to second the motion, and this I do as regretfully as it was moved." "Oh, go ahead and send me to Coventry, then!" Jetson blazed forth angrily.

"This class appears to have been hypnotized by Darrin.

But, even if you do send me to Coventry, we shall see whether your action will be potent enough to drive me from the Naval Academy!" Waving his arms wildly in the heat of his anger, Midshipman Jetson hurried from the room, midshipmen moving aside to favor his swift exit.
Hardly had the door banged when from all parts of the room the cry went up: "Question! question! Put the motion." "Mr.President!" "Mr.Darrin." "I arise, sir, to discuss the motion.