James looked where Herbert pointed.
“Who is that in that boat?” he demanded, angrily.
“Mr. Cameron.”
“Who's he?”
“A boarder at the hotel.”
“Is it the young man from Yale College? My father was speaking of him this morning,” said James, moderating his tone very considerably.
“Yes.”
“Then I don't mind. My father says he is very rich. I suppose I shall be introduced to him soon,” said James, complacently.
“If you will wait a few minutes till he comes ashore I will introduce you,” said Herbert.
“You! What do you know of him?” sneered James.