"I was aware of that long ago," coolly replied Tommy. "Do you see that big boat down there with the horns on her jack-staff? That is the Argenta. She leaves for New Orleans to-morrow afternoon at four o'clock, and you and I will go on her."
This matter definitely arranged the two friends walked up the levee.
CHAPTER XXI.
A SHAVE WHICH HAS A RESULT.
"Tommy, have you seen any one since you came to St. Louis?" asked Ben.
"Seen any one! Why of course—I've seen thousands," replied the boy stopping and looking Ben in the face.
"I mean have you seen any one that I know?" explained Ben.
"Any one that you know! That's a singular question. Pray whom do you know?"
"Come, Tom, you know there is only one we both know. Have you seen—her?"
"Her?" said Tommy obtusely. "Pray now who's her?"