"It surely is the same man! The Mr. Hardley who wants you to
get wealth from the bottom of the ocean, Tom, is the same fellow
who is keeping my brother out of the oil well property! I'm sure
of it!"

"It does seem so," Tom agreed. "Dixwell Hardley is not a usual
name; but we must be careful In spite of its unusualness there
may be two very different men who have that name. I think the
only way to find out for certain is to see Mr. Keith. He'd know a
picture of the Dixwell Hardley who, he claims, cheated him,
wouldn't he?"

"Indeed he would!" exclaimed Mrs. Nestor. "But where could we
get a picture of your Mr. Hardley? I call him that, though I
don't suppose you own him, Tom," and she smiled at her future
son-in-law.

"No, I don't own him, and I don't want to," was Tom's answer.
"But I happen to have a picture of him. I made him furnish me
with proofs that he was on the Pandora at the time she foundered
in a gale, and among the documents he gave was his passport. It
has his picture on. I have it here."

Tom drew the paper from his pocket. In one corner was pasted a
photograph of the man who had been introduced to Tom by Mr.
Damon.

"It looks like the same man my brother described," said Mrs.
Nestor, "but of course I couldn't be sure."