"Let me see! What did he say?" Grace was now asking Louise.
"Oh, don't tease. You know what we want to know," pleaded Julia.
"We don't know what you want to know, neither do we know what we want to know, for we couldn't find out," replied Louise promptly.
"Do you mean to say he didn't tell you a thing?" and Helen showed disappointment.
"We wouldn't go so far as that, but he did not tell us anything interesting, if that is what you mean," said Grace. "But do come and sit down, we don't dare follow him inside the store."
"He's gone. I saw him steering his umbrella due north a moment ago," said Louise. "But, girls, really he is the nicest chap."
Then followed a complete review, almost word for word of the conversation held with Bentley Arnold. Yet even this brought the quartette no evident satisfaction.
"If this fog lets up I'm going over there, if I have to pay twenty-five dollars for a sail in the South Park Air Ship. I know it came down with a bad bump the other day, but I'd risk it for a sail to Luna Land," declared Grace.
"Let's go over to Captain Dave's now," said Helen. "He is the most entertaining gentleman I know for this sort of weather."
"We found Bentley all right," qualified Louise. "And think of the name: Bentley Arnold!"