[...]boats drew fairly close together, the girl in the pilot house waved, but he pretended t to see. You said something about a sailboat race when we were at the dock, Penny reminded him eagerly. Is it an annual affair? Jack dded, swerving to avoid a floating log. Sally won the trophy last year. Before that I held it. This year I am planning on winning it back. Oh, I see, Penny commented dryly.[...].