Chapter 20

All through the day Virginia played the game with Anthony, and it was while they were in his boat, sweeping out from the river into the Bay that he said to her, “Think of all the years we’ve lost in not knowing each other.” Leaning back against the cushions she said, doubtfully, “I’m not sure that you’re good for me.” “Why not?” “Well, there’s a glamour—” “In what?” eagerly. “Oh, in gold braid and brass buttons—” He was disappointed: “Wait until you see me without them.” She surveyed him with level gaze. “Are you a…