"I was not mistaken," said Chester positively. "I remember him very well."
"Do you remember what he was talking about?" asked Jed, struck by what the boy said.
"Yes; he was asking questions about me."
"He seems a good deal interested in you. Perhaps he is especially fond of small boys."
Chester shook his head.
"I don't think he is," he answered.
When the bathing hour was over they ascended the steps and took seats in a summer house on the bluff.
Ten minutes later a tall woman, with piercing black eyes and a swarthy complexion, entered the arbor and sat down beside them.
"Do you want your fortune told?" she asked of Jed.