"Yes, sir; he did!"
"Well, I had other plans for it, Brent; but since you're here, I'll offer no objection."
Nan now piped up.
"We haven't any money in bank, Mr. Laird, but we have some saved up."
"Indeed! That's encouraging. Where do you keep it?"
"In the brown teapot in the galley. We've got a hundred and ten dollars."
"Well, my little lady, I think you might do well to take your hundred and ten dollars out of the brown teapot in the galley and deposit it in the Port Agnew bank. Suppose that motor-cruiser should spring a leak and sink?"
Nan smiled and shook her golden head in negation. They had beaten round Cape Flattery in that boat, and she had confidence in it.
"Would you know my boy if you should see him again, Nan?" The Laird demanded suddenly.
"Oh, yes, indeed, sir! He's such a nice boy."