His head throbbed sorely.
"Water--please!" he said.
In an instant Jo was beside him again, with a bowl of fresh water at his lips.

He drank, drank, drank, until the great bowl was drained to the last drop.
"Whew! That was good!" he said, and looked up at Jo with a smile.

"Thank you, my friend; I haven't the honour of your acquaintance, but--" He stopped suddenly and stared at Jo.

Inquiry, mystification, were in his look.
"Have I ever seen you before ?" he said.

"Who knows, M'sieu'!" Since Jo had stood before Charley in the dock near six years ago he had greatly changed.