"His name is Victor Dupont, isn't it, sir?"
Mr. Bowen looked surprised. "How is it that you know his name?" he asked.
"We were together a good deal last summer. His family boarded at the hotel in the country village where I used to live. He and I went bathing and fishing together."
"Indeed! Have you seen him since you came to the city?"
"I met him as I was on my way here this afternoon."
"Did he speak to you?"
"Yes, sir; though at first he pretended he didn't remember me."
"Just like him. He is a very proud and conceited boy. Did you tell him you were coming to dine with me?"
"Yes, sir. He seemed very much surprised, as I had just told him I was a newsboy. He said he was surprised that you should invite a newsboy to dine with you."
"I would much rather have you dine with me than him. What more did he say?"