"But I'm going through it decently, anyway." "So you went and rubbed down Darrin's ruffled fur as gently as you could," continued Henkel.
"I went to him and apologized--the only thing a man could do under the circumstances." "And now I suppose some of the fellows are trying to build up an altar to Darrin as the class idol ?" "I don't know.

I hope so, for I'm convinced that Dave Darrin is as decent a fellow as ever signed papers at Annapolis." "Go on out and buy some incense to burn before Darrin," laughed Henkel harshly.
Perhaps Mr.Henkel might not have been as flippant had he known that, all the time, Farley was studying him intently.
"So, in spite of all explanations, you still have no use for Darrin ?" asked Midshipman Farley.
"I have just as much use for him as I have for any other big sneak," retorted Mr.Henkel.

"He betrayed us to the watchman, and I don't care what explanations are offered to show that he didn't." "And you won't be friendly with Darrin ?" insisted Farley.
"I ?" asked Henkel scornfully.

"Not for an instant! "Well, I hardly believe that Darrin will care much," replied Mr.
Farley, turning on his heel and walking out of the room.
"It's a mighty good thing that Darrin is going to be dropped out of Annapolis," growled Henkel to himself.

"He's altogether too slick in playing a dirty trick on people and then swinging them around so that they'll fawn upon him.