Of the two men, Mr. Hungerford was the first to recover presence of mind. Presence of mind was one of the qualities upon which he prided himself, and it was a very awkward situation to which he could not rise. For just an instant the color rushed to his cheeks as he recognized the captain and saw that the latter recognized him. Then:
“Why, how do you do, Captain Dott?” he said. “By Jove, this is extraordinary, isn't it! Strange that relatives shouldn't know each other when they meet. How do you do?”
He stepped forward with extended hand. Captain Dan, who had expected almost anything but this bland cordiality, scarcely knew what to say or do. He took the proffered hand mechanically and dropped it again.
“Well!” he stammered. “Well!—I declare I—I didn't expect to—”
He paused. Mrs. Dott, who had been watching this scene in bewilderment, spoke before he could finish his sentence.
“Why, what is it?” she asked. “Have you—”
Mr. Hungerford smiled. “Your husband and I have met before,” he explained. “Just a casual meeting and we weren't aware of each other's identity. I'm afraid I was not as cordial as I might have been on that occasion, Captain. I was a bit tired and rather out of sorts. I hope you'll forgive me, I'm sure.”
Daniel hesitated; then he smiled.
“Why, I guess I can forgive my half if you can yours,” he said slowly.
Before the puzzled Serena could ask another question the visitor turned to her.