"Yes."
"Then it's mine to display as I choose. The racing committee agreed to that. The lantern is chained to a beam and is safe enough."
"I hope so," Jack said grimly. "I aim to win it back, and I don't want to see it do a disappearing act before the day of the race."
"You won't," Sally returned shortly. "I accept full responsibility, so let me do the worrying."
A signal bell tapped several times, a warning to the passengers that the ferry was approaching shore. As those aboard began to gather up their belongings, Sally buttoned her oilskin coat tightly about her.
"Excuse me for a minute," she said to Penny and Mr. Parker. "I've got to help Pop. See you later."
