"Yes?" said Mrs. Thompson, curiously.
"I found out he was going to move to Albany, so I gave him a free pass on my steamboat, the Helen Shalley—named after my wife. Now he can go up and down the river as much as he pleases and it won't cost him a cent. I told him I'd depend upon him to haul folks out of the water if they fell overboard," and the steamboat owner laughed broadly.
"That ought to suit Jack—he loves the water so," said Randy.
"Do you like the water, too?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then maybe you'd like a pass also."
"I couldn't use it, Mr. Shalley."
"I was only joking. But really, Randy, I'd like to do something for you, to show I appreciate what you did for my wife and for Helen."
"I do not want anything, Mr. Shalley, excepting work."
"Work? I should imagine you had enough of that right here."