"We are now down near Forbes's Island, and--"

"Forbes's Island!" screamed Aunt Stanshy. "Did you ever!"

"And my compass says if one wants to get up river, he must go in a
direction directly opposite to that which you are now taking!"

The apothecary's face fell several inches, Charlie thought.

"When you are out on the river, you are always safer to have a compass,
for fogs may come up and you don't know where you are. I'm goin' up the
river and I should be happy to show you where Wherren's wharf is, for you
might as well hunt for a clam inside of an iceberg as to hunt for the
wharf down here."

"Thank you," said Aunt Stanshy.

"Haven't I seen you before, marm?"

"I dare say."

"I was at your place and you gave me a job, sawing wood, this summer."

"O, is it you, mister? I see now."

"The same one. One good turn deserves another; so let's go along
together."

All in the club were glad to see the man, excepting Wort.