“Last night,” says the young fellow in the cat.
“Much obliged,” says Catty. “How far can you sail that boat up yonder?” he says, pointing off up the bay where it stretches off inland.
“As far as I want to,” says the young fellow.
“Your boat?”
“Yes.”
“Um.... Ever take out passengers?”
“Calc’late to.”
“At night?”
“Often.”
“Well,” says Catty, making up his mind all of a sudden, “Wee-wee and I would like to go for a sail—way up this bay as far as you can go. Tonight. How much’ll it cost?”