Saturday noon
He did n't need to state why . I could see him preparin ' to swap highbrow chat with Miss Hampton . Meanwhile he barely takes time to ` phone a few orders about gettin ' the cruisin ' yawl ready for the trip . I hear him ring up the Captain , tell him casual to hire a cook and a couple of extra hands , provision for three or four days , and be ready to sail Saturday noon . Which ai n't the way he usually does it , believe me ! Why , I 've known him to hold up a directors ' meetin ' for an hour while he debated with a yacht tailor whether a mainsail should be thirty-two foot on the hoist , or thirty-one foot six . And instead of shippin ' up cases of mineral water and crates of fancy fruit , he has them blamed Shaw books packed careful and expressed to Travers Island , where the boat is .