I
miss seeing the _Gem_ tied at my dock. There isn't a chance that you'll
go cruising again; is there?" he asked, eagerly.
"Come, sail upon the bright blue lake,
You, of my goods a choice may make.
My prices you will find quite right,
I'm open until eight at night."
"You always did treat us right, Mr. Lagg," laughed Betty, "but I don't
believe we'll do any more cruising--at least, not right away. We're
going in for land cruising now."
"Land cruising?"
"Yes, Mollie has an auto, and we were just planning a tour when you came
in."
"So, you see, unless you could arrange to have a sort of traveling
store, we couldn't patronize you very often," went on Mollie, wondering
why Mr. Lagg did not come to the point. He had evidently called with
some special object in view, and leaving his establishment during the
height of the season would seem to indicate that the object was not a
trivial one. "But we'll stop in whenever we're near you," Mollie
concluded.
"Thank you, Miss Billette. So you are going on an auto cruise; eh?"
"A tour, yes."
"Then that may fit in with what I have called about," said Mr. Lagg,
quickly. "Yes, it may be just the very best idea yet. Excuse me a moment
while I think," he said, and he closed his eyes. His head nodded two or
three times in a satisfied sort of way, and occasionally he murmured to
himself.
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