"But, Mr.Darrin, you were crew captain this afternoon.

Lieutenant Edgecombe wishes to secure your official report of the accident.

He will reduce it to writing, read it over to you, a then you will sign it." "Very good, sir," responded Dave briefly.
The Navy lieutenant's questions drew out only the simplest account of the affair.

Of all the heavy, swift work he had done for the safety of his crew after the foundering Dave gave only the barest sketch.

Lieutenant Edgecombe then wrote down a brief, dry recital of fact, read it over, and Darrin signed it.
During this time the commandant of midshipmen had sat by, a quiet listener.
"Mr.Darrin," said Commander Jephson, at last, "I am obliged to say that, in some respects, your report does not agree with that of members of your crew." "I have made a truthful statement, sir, just as I recall the incidents of the affair," replied Dave, flushing to the temples.
"Don't jump too speedily at false conclusions, Mr.Darrin," cautioned the commandant.