"Mr. Waterbury," said Tom hurriedly, "do you see that man?"
"Yes."
"He is the man that tried to rob me."
"We must be on our guard, then. He may be up to more mischief."
CHAPTER X.
ON THE STEAMER.
In half an hour the River Belle was on her way. Tom watched the city as it receded from view. He enjoyed this new mode of travel better than riding on the cars. He had never before been on any boat except a ferry-boat, and congratulated himself on his decision to journey by boat part of the way.
Milton Graham had passed him two or three times, but Tom, though seeing him, had not volunteered recognition. Finding that he must make the first advances, Graham finally stopped short, looked full at our hero, and his face wore a very natural expression of surprise and pleasure.