She moved around the arcade aimlessly, and after about five minutes she came slowly back to where he was standing.
She leaned against the machine he was playing and began to clean her nails again with the chip of wood.
“Won’t you help me?” Ken said, keeping his voice low. “Won’t you tell me where Willow Poi nt is?”
She gave a little shrug.
“Last time I saw it, it was anchored off North End.”
“That doesn’t tell me anything. I don’t know the river. How far out?”
“Half a mile. North End is the light you can see from the wharf.”
He looked up and smiled.
“Thanks.”
She shook her head at him.