d----ski;" but again
Jack had failed to hear that Polish lady's name.

CHAPTER XI.

DOWN THE HUDSON.

Jack already felt well acquainted with Mr. Guilderaufenberg.

The broad and bearded German knew all about steamboats, and found his
way out upon the forward deck without any difficulty. Jack had lost
his way entirely in his first hunting for that spot, and he was glad to
find himself under the awning and gazing down the river.

"Ve only shtays here a leetle vile," said his friend. "Den ve goes and
takes de ladies down to eat some supper. Vas you hongry?"

Jack was not really hungry for anything but the Hudson, but he said he
would gladly join the supper-party.

"I never saw the Hudson before," he said. "I'd rather sit up than not."

"I seet up all de vay to New York and not care," said his friend. "I
seet up a great deal. My vife, dot ees Mrs. Guilderaufenberg, she keep
a beeg boarding-house in Vashington. Dot ees de ceety to lif in! Vas
you ever in Vashington? No?"

"Never was anywhere," said Jack. "Never was in New York--"

"Yon nefer vas dere? Den you petter goes mit me und Mrs.
Guilderaufenberg. Dot ees goot. So! You nefer vas in Vashington.
You nefer vas in New York. So! Den you nefer vas in Lonton? I vas
dere. You lose youself in Lonton so easy. I lose myself twice vile I
vas dere."

"You weren't lost long, I know," said Jack, laughing at the droll shake
of the German's head.

"No, I vas find. I vas shoost going to advertise myself ven I finds a
street I remember. Den I gets to my hotel. You nefer vas dere? Und
you nefer vas in Vashington. You come some day. Dot ees de ceety, mit
de Capitol und de great men! Und you vas nefer in Paris, nor in
Berlin, nor in Vienna, nor in Amsterdam? No? I haf all of dem seen,
und dose oder cities. I dravel, but dere ees doo much boleece, so I
comes to dis country, vere dere ees few boleece."

Jack was startled for a moment. The bland, good-humored face of his
German acquaintance had suddenly changed. His white teeth showed
through his mushtaches, and his beard seemed to wave and curl as he
spoke of the police. For one moment Jack thought of Deacon Abram and
Mrs. McNamara, of the dark room and the ropes and the window.

"He may not have done anything," he said to himself, aloud, "any more
than I did; and they were after me."

"Dot ees not so!" Mr. Guilderaufenberg growled. "I dell dem de troof
too mosh. Den I vas a volf, a