"By the way," said Mrs. Start to Captain Smith, "we have another gentleman of your name here."
"Indeed?"
"You will see him at dinner. Poor gentleman, his mind is affected, and we only gave him this name because we didn't know his real name."
Robert little dreamed who it was of whom Mrs. Start was speaking, nor did he look forward with any particular curiosity to seeing the other Mr. Smith.
When dinner was announced, Robert and the captain were early in their seats, and were introduced to the other boarders as they came in. Finally Captain Rushton entered, and moved forward to a seat beside the landlady. Robert chanced to look up as he entered, and his heart made a mighty bound when in the new Mr. Smith he recognized his father.
"Father!" he exclaimed, eagerly, springing from his seat, and overturning his chair in his haste.
Captain Rushton looked at him for a moment in bewilderment. Then all at once the mists that had obscured his faculties were dispelled, and he cried, "Robert! my dear son, how came you here?"
"I came in search of you, father. Thank Heaven I have found you alive and well."
"I think I have been in a dream, Robert. They call me Smith. That surely is not my name."
"Rushton, father! You have not forgotten?"