“Those are on the fourth floor.”
The three sank down in one of those swinging porch benches and breathed heavily, much to the girl’s amusement.
“What do you say we blaze the trail,” said Roy, “so other scouts will be able to follow it?”
“It seems there’s a difference between camping goods and sporting articles,” said Artie.
“I say, let’s not give up,” contributed Tom.
They rose and sallied laughingly forth, through aisles and around corners to the elevator. On the fourth floor they found themselves in a wilderness of carpets and rugs and bureaus, tables, chairs and curtains.
“This beats the hill where we found Stan,” said Tom.
“Keep a good heart, scouts,” said Roy. “We’ll come out all right yet. This has got the Canadian Rockies beat twenty ways.”
“Sporting supplies?” pleaded Roy of the first clerk they saw.
“Two aisles over.”