Watkins listened with closed eyes as his wife chattered. “I told him I did not think so, and went back to working with Captain Gualtiero. The captain and I covered a lot of ground this morning. I do believe we can finish the lists this afternoon. The other two are not quite as lengthy as the first.”
Mr. Watkins asked detailed questions about their morning’s work and, satisfied that his wife was able to handle the task, he encouraged her to continue in the same fashion until the two other lists were finished. Mrs. Watkins looked his way, the shy smile on her face trying to hide an emotion he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Was it sadness?
Lucky sipped from his glass. “You need not continue calling me captain. It’s so formal, and I am, if anything, a casual man. I would be happy if you w
