I beg of you all, classmates, to quash the motion now before the class." "No, no, no!" came the hearty response.
"Then, Mr.President and gentlemen," went on Dave Darrin in a voice slow and grave, "speaking for myself, as an individual member, I beg to state that I cannot respect a Coventry ordered under such circumstances.

In this matter I would find myself unable to respect the mandates of the class.Therefore.I beg you to send me to Coventry with Mr.Jetson!" Blank astonishment fell over the second class.

Utter indignation seized some of the midshipmen.

In another moment the feeling boiled up so that a few hisses rose.
Dave Darrin was pallid, but he had no desire to recede.

He had acted according to the dictates of his conscience and he had kept his word.
In that pained instant Midshipman Farley sought to save the situation.