“Your memory may be at fault,” said the stranger, coldly.
“It is rarely so, but still it may be as you say,” replied the General, who felt sure that he had seen the stranger’s face before.
“You and I, General, are old acquaintances,” said Benton.
“We are?”
“Yes.”
“It is very strange then that I can not remember your name—I mean, that it does not seem familiar to me.”
“A man’s face is more easily remembered than his name.”
“That is very true,” replied Treveling. “At what time in the past did I ever meet you?”
“Do you remember Lewis’ expedition in Dunmore’s time?”
“Yes.”