The matter thus disposed of, they sauntered on, but as they neared the hotel, they saw the Celestial evidently waiting for them.
"Hello, John," said Bert, pleasantly.
"Hello, slelf," was the smiling answer. Then he went on calmly: "Me glo with you."
"What's that?" cried Bert, startled. "But we're going to Panama."
"Me glo too. Me glot flends, Panama."
"But have you got any money to take you there?"
"No. You glot money. Me play back," and he beamed on them blandly.
The boys looked helplessly at each other.
"How nice," murmured Tom.
"Well, of all the nerve," exclaimed Dick.