"Oh, anywhere. I've nothing special to do this afternoon."
Susan stepped on the electric starter, but the engine refused to respond. She readjusted gasoline and spark levers to no avail.
"Stalled again!" she complained bitterly. "I never saw such a car! We've had nothing but trouble since we bought it."
"Perhaps it's only flooded," Penny suggested hopefully.
Susan shook her head.
"It's done this before. Nothing to do but call the garage. Anyway, Mr. Brunner promised he'd give the car a free overhaul, and this is his chance to make good."
The girls telephoned the Brunner garage from a drug store located directly across the street. They waited nearly half an hour before the blue service car arrived to tow them in.
"May I speak to Mr. Brunner?" Susan politely asked one of the garage employees.
"Sorry but he's busy," was the curt reply. "I'll handle any complaint you have to make."
Susan gave a somewhat lengthy account of her car troubles. The employee scarcely bothered to listen. When she had finished, he said briefly.