Harkaway was perfectly unconscious of the trick that had been played upon him.
As for Harvey, he was a little uneasy.
"Jack," he said, "did you notice the face of that fellow who pushed up against you?"
"Not distinctly; why?" replied Jack.
"I did, and the features reminded me of that Italian scoundrel of whom we were talking."
"Bambino?"
"Yes. The hired assassin of your sworn enemy, Lord Maltravers."
"Absurd!" exclaimed Jack. "The fellow perished at sea. We know that very well."
"Never mind; the face haunts me."
"You shouldn't indulge such silly fancies, Dick. I tell you the rascal is as dead as a doornail," replied Jack.