He knew it, she is a boat liability. Not that it took any kind of genius to predict that one. Not even any grasp of forethought; she is every kind of liability. At least there's the stability of self-congratulation, amidst all the sullen rocking.

"Oh, I'd never. I like to think I exist very straightforwardly. Besides, I think you've got the chronology of it wrong." That he should have to be the one to break it to her is just wrong.