"I could teach him that," laughed Clancy. Mrs. Carey's nonsense put her at her ease. And all fear of Randall had vanished before he had reached the table. How could he know anything of her and her connection with either Zenda or Beiner?
Randall held out a very large hand.
"You sail a boat, Miss—" He paused confusedly.
"Deane," said Clancy. She had thought, when she left Zenith, to have left forever behind her the name of Deane. Ladue was the name under which she had intended to climb the heights. "Yes, indeed, I can sail a boat."
"You'll teach me?" asked Randall.
Mrs. Carey laughed.
"Lovely weather for boating, David. Where do you do your sailing, Miss Deane?"
"Zenith Harbor. It's in Maine," said Clancy.
"But you don't live in Maine!" cried Randall.
Mrs. Carey laughed again.