"By deep sea fishing boats."
"You mean Russian ships?"
"No, that would be obvious."
"Gracious, John, you are being obscure," she complained. "Then they must be communist Chinese."
"Wrong again! Still too obvious; and with the measlepox raising Hell in China we wouldn't let any Chinese boat near the coast right now."
"For Goodness sake, stop being so mysterious. You sound like a murder mystery where the hero turns out to be the murderer."
"Not that either," I smiled and patted her silky knee.
She laid her head on my shoulder and sighed. "Sometimes, darling, I just give up on you. I'd be real annoyed if you weren't so sweet."
"All right, I'll tell you. It's Japanese fishing boats."