m beneath her lowered
eyelids.

He tried to listen intelligently to the captain's talk and give
coherent answers to his questions. But bind himself down as he would,
his mind and heart were in the wildest commotion.

So she was Captain Hamilton's daughter! Her name was not Adams! The
thought kept repeating itself.

But he had found her now, he wildly exulted. The search that might
have taken years--that even then might not have found her--had come to
an end. He had been formally introduced to her. He need no longer
worship from afar. Her father was his friend. He could see her, talk
to her, listen to her, woo her, and at last win her. Poor fellow! he
was so hard hit he scarcely knew how to conduct himself.

"As I was saying," he heard the captain remarking in a voice that
seemed to be coming from a great distance, "young Parmalee has finally
made up his mind to come with us. His doctor insists that the one
thing he needs just now is a sea voyage. Not the kind that he might
get on an ocean steamer, with its formality and heavy meals and
chattering crowds, but the kind you can get nowhere but on a sailing
craft."

"I suppose you had to tell him just what we were going down there to
look for?" Drew forced himself to say.

"Yes, I did, after putting him on his word of honor never to breathe a
word about the object of the cruise to anybody. I'd as lief have his
word as any one's else bond."

"What did he think about our chances in such an enterprise?"

"Now, there's a thing that rather surprised me," replied the captain.
"To tell the truth, I felt a little sheepish about mentioning the
doubloons to him, for I rather expected him to laugh. But he took it
in dead earnest, and honestly thinks we have a chance."

"Is he perfectly willing, as far as his interest in the schooner goes,
that she shall be used for this purpose?" Drew queried.

"Perfectly. In fact, he was enthusiastic about it. Wouldn't even hear
of any compensation for the use of the vessel. Said he expected to get
his money's worth in the fun he'd have."

"He seems to have a sportsmanlike spirit, all right," commented Drew,
with a smile.

"He surely has," confirmed the captain. "I think you'll like him when
you come to know him."

"How old is he?"

"About your own age I should judge. You're twenty-two, I think I've
heard you say? Parmalee is perhaps twenty-three or twenty-four, but
not more than that."

"Have you got your full