She pointed to the figure of a tall, elderly gentleman, of upright carriage and aristocratic bearing, who was coming up the road at a rapid pace.
"It's Judge Moore," whispered Link; "he owns a fine place a couple of miles from here."
In another moment our hero found himself being presented to the judge, who overwhelmed him with praise.
"You must come and dine with us, you and your friends," said the judge; "there will only be myself and my daughter Alice. Nay, you must make no excuses. I shall call upon Captain Hooper and tell him all about it, and if ever you require a friend do not forget to come to me."
Mont would have respectfully declined the invitation, but a glance from Alice Moore prevented him from doing so.
He therefore thanked the judge for his kindness, and then the boys took their leave.
Our hero simply raised his cap, but Alice put out her hand.
"You will be certain to come?" she asked in a low tone.
"Certain," he replied.
The news of Mont's heroism spread through Nautical Hall, and he speedily found himself a decided hero.