The only difference was that Brimmer did not have to slink away to the tune of "The Rogue's March." "You're past the worst of it, now, mister," murmured Youngster Trotter, in passing Dave.

"You'll win through hereafter." But Dave Darrin could hardly help feeling that his greatest thankfulness was over the fact that the poisonous pair, Henkel and Brimmer, were both out of the Navy for good and all..