“Yes,” answered the boy.
“Who took you off?”
“I put off on a raft and should have been drowned but for the hermit. He saved me.”
“You deserved to be drowned for putting off on a raft.”
“Did you think I was going to stay on the island?” asked Robert with spirit. “If I had been drowned it would have been your fault.”
“None of your impudence, boy!” said John Trafton.
And then he dropped the subject without referring to the money.
During the day Robert called on Herbert Irving to thank him for his interest in his behalf.
George was in the yard, but his valise was in his hand and he seemed on the point of departure. He scowled at Robert, but didn’t speak.
“I’m glad to see you back, Bob,” said Herbert warmly. “What an old rascal your uncle is! Now tell me all about how you escaped.”