"No; they're rather unusual occupations for a conventionally brought up young American." Grahame smiled. "I understand that Walthew might have enjoyed all the comforts your civilization has to offer, but he preferred the sea. Perhaps I'm prejudiced, but I don't blame him. There's a charm in freedom and the wide horizon." [Pg 39]"Yes," she agreed thoughtfully, looking across the blue water; "I suppose that's true. If a man has the courage to break away, he can follow his bent. It's different with women. We're securely fenced in; our corral walls are high." [Pg 39] "They keep trouble out. Hardship and danger aren't pleasant things, and after a time the romance of the free-lance's life wears off. One sometimes looks longingly at the sheltered nooks that men with settled habits occupy." "And yet you follow your star!" "Star's too idealistic; my bent is better. What's born in one must have its way. This is perhaps most convenient when it's an inherited genius for making money." "It's useful to oneself and others," Evelyn agreed. "But do these talents run in the blood?" "It seems so," Grahame answered, and was quiet for a time, languidly watching the girl and wondering how far his statement was true. It might be argued that the strongest family strains must be weakened by marriage, and their salient characteristics disappear in a few generations, but he felt strangely akin to the mosstroopers of his name who scourged the Scottish Border long ago. Their restlessness and lust of adventure were his. This, however, was not a matter of much consequence. Chance had thrown him into the company of a pretty and intelligent girl, and he must try to entertain her. "You're fond of the sea and adventurous, or you wouldn't have driven that little sloop so far out under full sail," he said. "Oh," she admitted, smiling, "that was partly be[Pg 40]cause I wanted to show my skill and was ashamed to turn back when the breeze freshened." [Pg 40] Grahame laughed. He liked her frankness.