Our hero had taken in the lad’s face and he was assured that he would recognize him should they ever meet again.
The yawl had been hauled alongside and our hero got in and was followed by the captain of the schooner, who commanded his men to “lay to” awhile.
“Boy, remember,” said the captain, “I was your friend.”
“All right, captain, mebbe you are proving it now.”
“I did intend to take you down east, but I changed my mind. I would have done so in your own interest.”
“It’s all right, captain, as far as it goes.”
There were a number of boats flying around here and there on the water, and the captain said:
“Mebbe I can get you on one of those boats. They have pleasure fisherman on board, out after bluefish. There will be no fish to-day, and they will run in early, and you will be all right. But remember you are not to say anything about me.”
“That’s all right, captain, you need have no fear.”
“I wish I could do more for you, but I believe I have saved your life, and if we ever meet again I will tell you all about it.”