At their right, the found the steps leading to the porch of the roomy old hotel.

In another moment they were in the office, registering.
"You want a room together, gentlemen ?" asked the clerk.
"Surely," retorted Dan.

"My friend is always afraid when the gas is turned off.

My presence quiets him." "Pardon me, gentlemen, but are you on your way to the Naval Academy ?" queried the clerk.
"Yes," nodded Dave quietly.
"Then you will want a room with bath, of course.

You'll have to strip before the medical examiners tomorrow.
"A room with bath, of course," assented Dan.