“Just like that!” said Kitty, snapping her fingers. “It certainly looks as though Hazel’s got the right idea—that Lieutenant Cary keeps Krome occupied while Punaro has a free hand below.”
“Does sound plausible,” her father conceded.
“But you haven’t told me Hazel’s idea in learning to play chess herself.”
“Oh, I think she hopes to engage Cary sometimes in a chess game, when he would prefer to have Krome as a partner.”
Kitty laughed. “She thinks then that Krome may go below and find Punaro at his dirty work.”
“She said if that could happen it would be worth the discomfort of sitting opposite Cary for a game of chess.”
On Friday evening over a cup of coffee and a doughnut at the Snack Bar Kitty and Brad made plans to go to Terrapin Island the following afternoon, as Brad would have the afternoon off.
When Kitty went to town Saturday morning she spent the dollar the veteran had given her for smoking tobacco, and bought a new pipe as her own gift to Uncle Mose. This time she left Billy in good hands, for her father was taking Hazel into Bayport to a picture, and Billy was to go with them. So Kitty started off with Brad in their launch early in the afternoon with a free mind. With patriotic zeal they put their hands to the oars, instead of using the gasoline in the tank.
“Kit, I’ve been doing a little spying since we last had a chance to talk,” Brad told her.
“Hope you picked up something valuable.”