"Nobody can blame Trent after that.

I never got in company with squarer lying; it reminds a man of a presidential campaign." "All very well," said I."That's your Hoyt, and a fine, tall copy.

But what I want to know is, where is Trent's Hoyt ?" "Took it with him," chuckled Nares.

"He had left everything else, bills and money and all the rest; he was bound to take something, or it would have aroused attention on the Tempest: 'Happy thought,' says he, 'let's take Hoyt.'" "And has it not occurred to you," I went on, "that all the Hoyts in creation couldn't have misled Trent, since he had in his hand that red admiralty book, an official publication, later in date, and particularly full on Midway Island ?" "That's a fact!" cried Nares; "and I bet the first Hoyt he ever saw was out of the mercantile library of San Francisco.

Looks as if he had brought her here on purpose, don't it?
But then that's inconsistent with the steam-crusher of the sale.