things in which he was interested, and he was
astonished by the knowledge she displayed concerning some things of
which he had not fancied she was posted in the least.

On the other hand, the Boston girl was astonished to find in Bruce, who
had on first acquaintance seemed somewhat slow and dull, a fellow who
was interesting in various ways, who did not talk nonsense to her the
moment the opportunity offered to say something that she alone could
hear, who had an air of dignity and was not at all self-conscious.

Never before in all his life had Bruce made a better appearance, and,
long before Green's Landing was sighted, Paula had quite forgotten that
Diamond had left them and had not returned.

There were other vessels and yachts in the harbor at Green's Landing,
more of them than any of the party had expected to see there. In fact,
there was an air of prosperity about the town built on the slope facing
the harbor, although there were no large and attractive buildings, and
the houses seemed scattered about in a helter-skelter manner.

The _White Wings_ ran in amid the vessels and swung up her head to the
wind, her anchor going over with a splash and her sails coming down as
if the halyards were handled by veteran yachtsmen, instead of a lot of
amateurs.

In fact, Merriwell had sailed the boat like one familiar with the
Eastern Bay, seeming to fear no dangers from sunken ledges and shoals,
and his air was that of a veteran yachtsman.

But he had spent hours over his chart, so that he was perfectly familiar
with its appearance, and he could have drawn from memory a practically
perfect chart, marking every ledge, every shoal and every island, and
giving them their correct names. Having become thus familiar with the
chart, it was not so strange that he had been able to sail across the
Eastern Bay as if it were the open sea.

Having come to anchor, Paula was for going ashore at once, but Frank
urged them to remain and take lunch on board the yacht, and Inza was
pleased with the idea, so they stopped.

That was a jolly luncheon. There was plenty to eat, and plenty of light
drinks, kept cool by the fresh supply of ice taken in at Bar Harbor. The
sailors on board the vessels in the vicinity looked on with interest,
envying the merry party.

Not all on the _White Wings_ were merry. Jack Diamond was silent, and
not once did a smile cross his face. Paula tried to cheer him up, but
she did not succeed at all, and so she