An intentional slip, and he hung fully downward his ankles holding at the ends of the crossbar.
Folding his arms, Jetson again began to swing as he hung head downward.
Among the midshipmen there were not so very many who were skillful at this form of exercise.

Jetson was, and he was secretly proud of it.
"This will put the fellow Darrin to the bad if he came in with any notion of showing off," thought the sulky one exultantly.
Now the other midshipmen turned to leave the gym.

In a moment more the only two left were Darrin and the man on the trapeze.

In addition to the midshipmen there were two gym.

attendants at some little distance.
"Who's doing that fine work ?" wondered Dave, stepping closer.