"I will mention you to him, Mr. Bolton," said Ben, politely.
Our young hero took an early opportunity of keeping his promise.
On his next visit to the state-room he said:
"Major Grafton, I met a gentleman on deck this morning who wishes to be remembered to you."
"Who is it?" asked the major, quickly, raising his head from the pillow of his berth.
"He says his name is Bolton—James Bolton, of London."
"Don't know him!" said the major, shortly.
"He says that he was with you at the Hotel des Bergues, in Geneva, Switzerland, last summer; also that he went with you to Chamounix."
"What else did he say?" asked the major, who seemed unpleasantly affected by the mention of Bolton's name.
"He thought I was with you at the time."