"There's something familiar about his face," mused Fred, "but I can't remember--a Spaniard, did you say, Miss Ethelwyn?" "I think--yes, I know he is, for he alluded to his estates near Barcelona. That's in Spain, isn't it?" "It certainly is," assented the war correspondent, "but that fellow--excuse me; that gentleman-looked more like a--well, I think the air of Tokio, or the pleasure of finding old friends here, must have gone to my head. So we'll let the Señor drop. You'll be surprised when I tell you of another friend of yours who arrived here this very day!" "Oh, who is it? Tell us!" exclaimed the girls. "Perhaps you've forgotten him," said Fred, with a sly glance at Wynnie. "I declare there he is, now! Hulloa, there! Ship ahoy!" he cried, beckoning to a trim-looking lad who was passing on the other side of the street. "Why, it's Mr. Starr!" said Wynnie, with a gladness in her voice that proved she had not forgotten her companion of the _Osprey_ banquet. "Come up here, young man!" called out Larkin, rising from his seat. "I would have brought you here to-morrow, anyway, but my good intentions are frustrated by your untimely appearance." By this time the midshipman, recognising the faces of the two girls, had reached the verandah with a bound. He was presented to Colonel Selborne, and then came such a rapid fire of questions and answers as might have been expected. Bob explained that he had been temporarily detached from the _Osprey_ to carry important documents and messages from the commanding officer of the battle-ship squadron (of which the gunboats formed one division) of the Asiatic fleet to the United States naval _attaché_ at Tokio. He had arrived that morning on the U. S. Ship _Zafiro_, which had immediately steamed away again under orders to return for him at some future day to be appointed. He had run across Fred Larkin on the wharf, that enterprising gentleman being on the lookout for news from the fleet and any scraps of information the _Zafiro_ might have picked up as to the midnight assault on Port Arthur. Starr's official duties had occupied his attention most of the day, and he was on his way to see the crowds at the park when he was hailed from the hotel verandah. "Well, this is homelike!" he exclaimed with great satisfaction, as he settled back in his chair next Wynnie's. "What is the latest war news?" inquired the Colonel. "Oh, the Russians have got it in the--have sustained a severe defeat," said Bob, cutting short his Academy slang. "The Japs have blown up, sunk, or disabled half a dozen of the finest ships in their fleet. This afternoon Admiral Uriu finished off the _Variag_ and _Korietz_ just outside Chemulpo. The naval _attaché_ got it direct from the commander of the _Vicksburg_. I tell you, the old academy made itself felt when those Russian ships steamed out of the harbour!" "Made itself felt? Why, what academy, Mr. Starr?" asked Colonel Selborne, who was himself a West Point man.