“He may be dead,” said Walter; “and we never should know it, in this great city. I wish I had seen him; if he was Charlie Bell’s father, I could tell; I know I could see something of the look.”
“I saw, when he pulled his hat off,” said Ned, “that his hair, where it was not gray, is the same color as Charlie’s.”
CHAPTER XIV.
A STRANGE DISCOVERY.
CAPTAIN BROWN had employed Jacques Bernoux, the French fisherman, to get the spy-glass Walter had forgotten and left on the rock, and he came on board, one morning, to bring it.
“Do you know a man who goes about the piers and streets selling baskets? an old man, and an Englishman?” said Walter.
“John Bell?”
“That’s the name.”