As he strolled about for a few minutes, after breakfast, while Dan went back to his room to do some hurried study, Darrin noted that many once friendly faces were turned away from him.
"Good morning, Hepson," was Dave's greeting as his friend went by.
"Good morning," muttered Hepson, and was gone.
"Good morning, Watson," said Dave to one of his own classmates.
"'Morning,' replied that midshipman briefly, and turned away.

Joyce, Page and several other second classmen were standing in a group when Dave strolled in their direction.
"Good morning, fellows," from Dave.

Joyce and Page answered; some of the others merely nodded coldly.

Presently all had strolled away except Joyce and Page.
"You see how it is, Darry," murmured Joyce.

"You've hurt the fellows." "Are they going to cut me after this ?" Dave asked.