"And there was a pesky apple boy, only he wasn't the same one 'cause he didn't have red hair," explained Vi, "and there he is now!" and she pointed to Tad, whose face got as red as the wax doll's cheeks that Laddie told about in his riddle.
"Oh, another youngster," remarked Captain Ben. "Are you a stalled autoist, too?"
"No such luck," replied the boy. "I have to walk when I travel. And I wish I could hurry and travel right now to Avalon."
"Avalon on the coast?" asked Captain Ben quickly.
"Yes," answered the boy. "Avalon is where I want to get to. But I don't see how I'm going to."
"Avalon is only a little distance from Grand View, where I have my summer bungalow," went on the sailor. "If you'd like to get there I can take you as far as I'm going. And you can get a trolley car to Avalon from Grand View."
"Yes, I know I can," went on the boy. "I'd be ever so much obliged if you'd take me as far as Grand View."
"I guess we can do that," promised the captain. "We'll give you help along the way as soon as our car is in shape, which won't be until morning, however."
"I'll wait and ride along with you, if they'll let me sleep here in the barn," said the boy, with a look at Mr. Brown.
"Oh, shucks! We have plenty of room for you in the house," said the farmer's wife. "Stay and welcome!"