"
"He's not the marrying sort," said Jake. "I don't mind your marrying
Bunny, but nothing on this earth would persuade me to let you marry him."
An odd little smile twitched the corners of Toby's mouth. "No? Well, I
shouldn't consult you about that," she said. "Sure you don't mind my
marrying Bunny?"
Jake looked at her. "Not if you're sure you want to," he said.
Her eyes grew bright and baffling. She drew away from him, but in a
moment with a boyish gesture, she held out her hand to him. "Thank you,
Jake. You're a brick. Whatever I do, I'll do it--straight, and you'll
stand by?"
"Sure!" said Jake, and gave her a close grip.
CHAPTER VI
THE SACRED FIRE
The party that gathered on the quay at Fairharbour on the hot July day
when Saltash's new yacht, _The Blue Moon_ lay awaiting her christening
was of a very gay description. The yacht herself was decked with flags,
and the hotel facing the quay, The Anchor, was also decorated with
bunting. All the visitors in the town were congregated about the shore,
or were rowing in pleasure boats near the centre of attraction.
The yacht lay moored to the quay on which by Saltash's orders a long
strip of red carpet had been laid leading to the gangway which was
decorated with trails of flowers.
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