Without these appurtenances of duty on the quarter-deck, Darrin made haste aft, found his division commander, saluted and reported his relief.
"Mr.Darrin," boomed Cantor, in a tone of high displeasure, "don't you know that an officer reporting to the quarter-deck when in any but dungaree clothes, should wear his gloves and sword.

Go and get them, sir---and don't keep me waiting beyond my watch time when I have shore leave!" Again red-faced and humiliated, Ensign Darrin saluted, wheeled, made haste to his quarters, then returned wearing sword and gloves.
This time he saluted and made his report in proper form.
"Mr.Darrin," said his division officer, scathingly, "this is the second time to-day that I have had to teach you the things you should have learned in your first week at Annapolis.

You are making a bad beginning, sir." Dave saluted, but this time did not answer in words.
"You may go, Mr.Darrin, and hereafter I trust to find in you a more attentive and clear-headed officer." Lieutenant Cantor did not hold his tone low.

It is the privilege of an officer to rebuke an enlisted man publicly, and as severely as the offense warrants, and it is the further privilege of an officer to make his rebuke to a subordinate commissioned officer as sharp and stinging as he chooses.
Saluting, without a word, Darrin wheeled and walked to his quarters.
"Cantor will certainly have abundant opportunity to make things warm for me," reflected Darrin, as he sat down before the desk in his cabin.

"I wonder what I am to do, in order to keep my self-respect and keep my hands off the fellow.