strides which we have recently made in electric lighting of late will observe that Slagg, unwittingly, had become almost prophetic at this time.
"We're going along splendidly now," said Mr. Smith, coming up to Robin that evening while he was conversing with Slagg, who immediately retired.—"Who is that youth? He seems very fond of you; I 've observed that he makes up to you whenever you chance to be on deck together."
"He is one of the steward's lads, sir; I met him accidentally in the train; but I suspect the fondness is chiefly on my side. He was very kind to me when I first came on board, and I really think he is an intelligent, good fellow—a strange mixture of self-confidence and humility. Sometimes, to hear him speak, you would think he knew everything; but at the same time he is always willing—indeed anxious—to listen and learn. He is a capital fighter too."
Here Robin related the battle in the boys' berth, when Slagg thrashed Stumps, whereat Mr. Smith was much amused.
"So he seems a peculiar lad—modest, impudent, teachable, kindly, and warlike! Come below now, Robin, I have some work for you. Did you make the calculations I gave you yesterday?"
"Yes, sir, and they corresponded exactly with your own."
