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we’re coming over.”
    “Sure. Use this phone.” Gore reached for the phone on the receptionist’s desk and slid it over.
    “Where did you say you were taking us, Mr. Gore?” asked Segal as he lifted the receiver.
    “The Agathon Yacht Club.”
    “A yacht club? Sounds kind of grand.”
    “This is sailing country; Mr. Segal, and the yachts are small sailboats mostly. It’s the oldest club on the North Shore, though, and over the years it has developed into quite a place. Besides the regular docking facilities, we’ve got tennis courts, the only grass courts around. Costs a fortune to maintain them, but I suppose it’s worth it – and a driving range, and a pistol range. But the nicest thing is the dining room. It’s right on the water. I mean it’s right over the water on pilings. You can actually hear the waves under you. It’s like eating on the deck of a boat.”
    “Sounds nice. Mrs. Segal will like it.”

ChapterSix
    “Why it’s like being on the water!” Mimi exclaimed as she sat down at the table near the window that Lawrence Gore had selected.
    Her husband said. “Nice.”
    Gore beamed. “Right now, since the tide is in, you are on the water. This room is cantilevered over the water, but only when the tide is high.” He laughed. “It would have to be about a hundred yards long to make it when the tide is out.”
    “And there are so many boats!” Mimi observed.
    “Not half as many as there are during Race Week.” said Gore. “The harbor is really crowded then. It almost seems as though you could cross it on foot Jumping from deck to deck.”
    “Very nice.” said Segal. “All the members own boats? They all interested in sailing?”
    “Oh no. Some had them and gave them up, there’s a lot of work involved in owning a boat, and a big expense, too.
    Some never owned a boat, but crew occasionally for their friends, and then there are some who aren’t the slightest bit interested.”
    “And you?”
    “I used to be pretty keen. But nowadays the only facility I use is the pistol range.” He smiled shyly. “I’m the club champion.”
    “Pistols, eh? I don’t believe I’ve ever fired one.”
    “Oh, it’s really a lot of fun. Would you like to try it – after lunch. I mean?”
    “No. I think I’ll pass it up.” said Segal, smiling.
    The waiter approached and they ordered, there were not many dining, and they were served quickly – fish chowder, and then broiled mackerel, they ate slowly and Segal obviously enjoyed it. “They do you very good here,” he remarked. “This fish, and the chowder – excellent.”
    “Delicious.” murmured Mimi.
    “Well, we’ve got a good chef, and the fish was probably caught this morning, that’s the advantage of living on the coast.”
    “I like fish.” said Segal. “Only members allowed to eat here?”
    “And their guests, of course.” said Gore. “What’s involved in becoming a member?”
    “The usual.” said Gore. “A member sponsors you. Your name is posted, and then the membership committee votes on you. You pay your fees and that’s it.”
    “Oh, Ben, wouldn’t it be nice to come here for dinner whenever we wanted a seafood meal.” said Mimi.
    “Yeah, Suppose you put my name up for membership,” Segal suggested negligently.
    “I’d be happy to.” said Gore. “But you know I could always fix you up with a guest card for a few days whenever you come down.”
    “Thanks, but we expect to be here more than just a few days every now and then. In fact, we’re thinking of settling here.”
    “You mean right here in Barnard’s Crossing? I’m glad to hear that. You’ll like it here. It’s really a wonderful old town.” He hesitated. “Does that mean that you are planning on holding Rohrbough?”
    “That’s right. I’m going to operate it personally, that’s confidential.”
    Gore smiled slyly. “Does that mean you want me to keep it a secret, or that you want me to leak it discreetly?”
    Segal stared, then he laughed