"For the depot. I am going to take a train for Timberville."
"I know the place and the route well. You cannot get a train for Timberville until eleven o'clock. Here is a time-table." And selecting one of several from his pocket, Mr. Porter passed it over.
A short examination showed Robert that his friend was right.
"It's a long wait," he said.
"It will give you time for breakfast and a chance to look around. Supposing we dine together?"
"Thank you! that will suit me first-rate."
In less than half an hour they had left the boat, and were walking up the main street of Muskegon. The gentleman knew the place well, and led the way to a substantial restaurant where a good meal could be had at a reasonable figure.
Hammerditch and Le Fevre had followed the youth, and now came to a halt outside of the eating resort.
"He seems to have picked up a friend," said the Englishman. "That will make our task so much harder."