Richard got him to tell all over again the fine offer of Captain Fagner.
“Got a name for it yet?” Richard had then asked.
“Sure!” Walter spoke up guiltily.
“Have you! What’ll you call her?”
“Sago-ye-wat-ha.”
“Goodness, man, what’s that? It sounds like a curse.”
Jerry had finished the conversation with the mother by this time.
“That’s Red Jacket’s name in the Seneca language,” she explained. “Red Jacket was a wonderful orator, perhaps the greatest Indian orator known in history. Sago-ye-wat-ha means ‘He keeps them awake.’ Pretty clever name for a good talker, isn’t it?”
“Splendid!” agreed Richard. “And a bully name for a racing yacht. ‘She keeps them awake’! Good! Here’s hoping that she also puts them all to sleep!”
Mrs. Wells, as usual, had her coffee served on the terrace. Walter was soon making for the Norris cottage. He half explained as he left that he was going to sail round the Point in the “cat” and see Fagner about the new boat. Walter had no money for trolley fare; and he was never a youngster to take much to horses.