"In mercy's name-----" "Let me up," broke in Cantor, angrily, and Dave released him.
"Ensign Darrin, I order you in arrest for attacking your superior officer." "You won't observe that arrest, Darrin," spoke Trent, coldly.
"I'll be responsible for my order to that effect.

Now, then, Cantor, what explanation have you to offer for being in the house of Cosetta, the bandit ?" "I'll give no explanation here," blazed Cantor, angrily, as now on his feet, he glared at Trent and Darrin---Dalzell was not there, for just at this instant the bolted cellar door, under his orders, was battered down, and Dan, with several sailormen at his back, darted down the stairs, by the light of a pocket lamp.
The cellar was deserted.

There was no sign of the means by which the fugitive had escaped.
"Trent," said Cantor, with an effort at sternness, "you will not question me, here or now." "I'll question you as much as I see fit, sir," Lieutenant Trent retorted, crisply.

"Lieutenant Cantor, you are caught here under strange circumstances.

You will explain, and satisfactorily, or-----" "Lieutenant Trent," retorted the other, savagely, "while you and I are officers of the same rating, my commission is older than yours, and I am ranking officer here.