"Sure is."
The very indifference of the fellow led West to take a chance.
"Some nice boat you've got there. The Coolidge yacht, isn't it? Haven't seen it out lately."
"Are you a yachtsman?"
"A bit of an amateur, yes; have a cat-boat I play with some. Belong to the Columbia Club."
"Off Grant Park; this boat quarters in the Jackson lagoon. We left there last night. You knew Coolidge?"
"No, never met him; recognized the boat though. Has it been sold?"
"Not yet. It wasn't his anyway; belonged to the estate. I'm one of the trustees; that's how I've got the use of it—see? Ever looked it over?"
West shook his head.
"No, but I wouldn't mind; she's a dandy."