CHAPTER VI
AN ADDITION TO THE PARTY
While the boys were seated in the dining-room they found Fred’s namesake, as they now called Mr. Button, seated near them at a small table. Apparently, however, he ignored their presence and paid no attention to what they were saying.
Convinced, that peculiar as the man’s actions were they had nothing to fear from him, the boys soon gave their undivided attention to their breakfast and to discussing their plans for the coming day.
“It is agreed,” said Fred, “that we are to go back to Drummond Island, isn’t it?”
“That’s right,” said George. “We shan’t get as early a start this morning but we ought to do as much as we did yesterday.”
“I hope,” said Grant, “that we shan’t have any such storm.”
“And I hope,” joined in John, “that we don’t have any more of these mysterious events that took us over to Canada and made us afraid there is somebody watching us.”
“It’s only a guilty conscience that is afraid,” retorted Fred, “but we’ll go to Drummond Island and the sooner we can get started the better it will be. We’re late as it is.”
When the boys departed from the dining-room they stopped together on the piazza to discuss one or two further details in connection with their proposed trip.
To their surprise Mr. Ferdinand Button approached the group and said, “Pardon me, but did I understand you to say that you were going to Drummond Island?”