or, The Silver Skates 197

Peter recognized a touch of good feeling in this clumsy
concession. Holding out his hand, he said in a frank, hearty
tone, —

“¢ Come, lad, shake hands, and let us be good friends, even
if we don’t exactly agree on all questions.”

“We do agree better than you think,” sulked Carl as he
returned Peter’s grasp.

“ All right,” responded Peter, briskly. ‘* Now, Van Mounen,
we await Benjamin’s wishes. Where would he like to go?”

“To the Egyptian Museum,” answered Lambert, after
holding a brief consultation with Ben.

“That is on the Breedstraat. To the museum let it be.
Come, boys!”