“I believe it is,” he acknowledged, laughing outright. “Well, the only thing to do now is for me to tow you back. Where do you want to go—up or down the river?”
“Up, please. I want to get back to Staple.”
He threw a quick glance at her.
“Surely you must be Miss Peterson?”
She nodded.
“Yes. How did you guess?”
“My sister, Mrs. Craig, told me a Miss Peterson was staying at Staple. It wasn’t very difficult, after that, to put two and two together.”
“Then you must be Geoffrey Burke?” returned Jean.
He nodded.
“That’s right. So now that we know each other, will you come into my parlour?”—smiling. “If I’m going to take you back, there seems no reason why we shouldn’t accomplish the journey together and tow your boat behind.”