He told me he expected to meet a gentleman from New York, and was very fidgety about fixing it up to go off in the tender to the _Araconda_ when she came into the Bay.

However, I found out for him that she wouldn't be in until next evening, so of course he settled down to wait.

Very quiet, reserved old fellow--never said much." "Did he go off on the tender next night ?" asked Gilling.
"He did--and came back with this other gentleman and his baggage--this Mr.Greyle," answered the landlord.

"Mr.Chatfield had booked a room for Mr.Greyle." "And what sort of man was Mr.Greyle ?" inquired Gilling.

"That's really the important thing.