"Wondering if you can be the same boy. I have no doubt they are puzzled to account for your transformation."
Mr. Spencer was right. The two ladies were at the same moment exchanging remarks about our hero.
"Goodness, Elvira! there is that boy that was at breakfast this morning at the hotel."
"The boy that was so shabbily dressed, mamma? Where?"
"Just to the left. He isn't shabby now. See how he is decked out. Who would have thought it?"
"It's queer, isn't it?"
"I think we must have been mistaken about him. He looks like a young gentleman now. But why should he have worn such clothes before?"
"I can't tell, I am sure."
"That's a nice-looking young man, Elvira. I wish he would take a fancy to you."