Then he began sprinkling
the contents on Dan's uniform coat with energy.
At that instant there was a quick step outside. Then Dave Darrin,
tall, handsome, and even distinguished-looking in the uniform
that he wore so well, bounded in, gripping the Greek's right arm
in a tight grasp.
"You rascal!" vibrated Dave's angry voice. "What are you doing
here?"
It being darker in the alleyway than it was outside, Tony did
not recognize his captor. Dave towered so in his wrath that the
Greek took him to be an officer of the Navy.
"Speak up, before I shake the truth out of you!" warned Darrin.
"Do you understand that this is a crime, you knave, and that
I can place you under arrest and have you sent to the penitentiary
for years?"
Tony was now sure that he was in the clutch of a Naval officer.
Moreover, Darrin's grip was one that spoke of more muscular strength
held in reserve.
"Let me go, sare!" begged the Greek, squirming. "This ees all
one joke. I do ze man no harm."
For answer, Dave used his left hand to snatch away the bottle
that Tony still held.
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