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“Did you say his name was Bentley?” asked Mr. Layton.

“Yes, Paul Bentley,” replied the captain. “Why, do you know him?” he asked quickly.

“I know him very well,” replied Mr. Layton, with a quiet smile. “In fact he’s one of the best friends I have.”

“And do you know the boys he was speaking of?” asked the captain.

“I certainly do,” was the amused reply. “Here they are, the whole bunch—count them—four of them, the very boys you’ve been talking about.” For once the captain lost his calm repose of manner.

“Well, well, that’s one on me!” he exclaimed. “To think I’ve been telling you about something you know far better than I do! I’ll have to write Bentley and tell him about the coincidence. He’ll be pleased to know of this fresh proof of his good judgment.”

“If he thinks as much of us as we do of him, it’s plenty,” said Bob. “Mr. Bentley is one of the finest men we ever came across.”

“He surely is,” assented the captain warmly. “I’ve known him for years, and he’s my ideal of what a man should be. He chose the land for his life work and I chose the water for mine, but every once in a while we find ourselves together and have a chat about old times.”