Unfortunately, it's been stolen. I need to look after my customers so I'm looking for a substitute. Burdock said you might be willing." Sure. I'm Erni... Tillman. Nice to meet you. Bad luck about your boat. I haven't heard of boats being stolen around her ... leastways not big ones. How big was yours?" Fifty feet. I understand your Bayliner is fifty-seven." Yeah. Let's go have a look, and if it suits, we can talk."The transom of his boat read Logged Out, and it was registered in Port Hardy, near. I'm a little slow reading signs.The yawns started to dramatically increase in frequency and volume, and Madeline was the first to announce, "I'm beat and going to bed." She rose and headed for Chris' tent. When she got to the tent's flap, she turned and asked, seductively, I thought, "Are you coming, Chris?"Chris tried to play it cool, but almost instantly jumped up and headed for his tent at a quickened pace. Realizing his haste, he turned to me and asked, "You'll tend the fire?"I just smiled. I grabbed the pitcher out of the fridge and a liter bottle of coke. Handing the pitcher to Nancy, I picked up my plate and carried it to the table. Sitting down, I started eating as Nancy joined me."You make good salad," I said as I swallowed my bite of the sandwich."That's because I use sea salt when I boil the eggs, and add more to the mix as well as fresh ground pepper. I hope William is ok. I wonder how many wives he has by now." Nancy asked."I do, too, and probably none. You know how shy. She entered the house and looked around. It was the usual structure, typical of the village. It had the wicker frame covered with skins, some of which already needed replacing. The fire pit was in the middle of the one-room structure and the smoke-hole was directly above. There was a lot of clutter and no organization. The previous occupant had been a bachelor, and his housekeeper was known to be somewhat slovenly, so she didn't expect much order.The first thing she had to do was to make sure.