He studied her gravely. “I shouldn’t say more than thirty-three or four.”
“You wretch! I’ll get square with you for that! I can start with any age I want. I’ll be eighteen.”
“That’s all right, if you can get away with it. If I could keep you up here awhile maybe you could knock off a little more.”
“Oh, Martin, if one could only travel on this river for ever! It’s so blessed not to have to think of things!”
“Suit me all right. But I suppose Mary wants to see her kids.”
“Let her go.”
Her eyes fell under the rapt look that involuntarily leapt up in his. “I mean we could get somebody else,” she murmured.
Stonor pulled himself up short. “Unfortunately there’s the force,” he said lightly. “If I don’t go back and report they’ll come after me.”
“What is this place we are going to, Martin?”
“Fort Enterprise.”