In their proper places the young ensign hung his various uniforms, placed his shoes according to regulation, and stowed his linen and underclothing in the wardrobe drawers.
After this a most welcome bath followed.

Dave then dressed with care in a fresh blue uniform, stepped to the executive officer's office and signed for his evening orders.
There was time for fifteen minutes in the open air, after which Dave returned to his quarters to dress for dinner.

This done, he stepped outside, knowing that the summons to the wardroom would soon come.
At first Dave was the only officer at that point.

Commander Bainbridge soon joined him.
A desperate thought entering his mind, Dave addressed the commander as soon as his salute had been returned.
"Sir, may I ask you a question connected with my own personal affairs ?" he asked.
"Certainly," replied the executive officer.
"I was wondering, sir, if it would be wise for me to seek counsel from an older officer if at any time I found myself threatened with trouble, or, at least, with unpleasantness." "It would be a very wise course on your part, Darrin," replied Commander Bainbridge, though he regarded the ensign's face with keen scrutiny.

"An older officer should always esteem it a pleasure, as well as a duty, to advise a younger officer.