“What will you have?”
“Let the spirit of Sears-Roebuck decide. Open at random and expound.”
He thrust a finger between the leaves and began:
“Our Special, Fortified Black Fiber Trunk for Hard Travel. Made of Three-Ply Ven—”
“Oh, to have my trunks again!” sighed the girl. “Turn to something else. I don’t like that. It reminds me of travel.”
Obedient, Banneker made another essay:
“Clay County Clay Target Traps. Easily Adjusted to the Elevation—”
“Oh, dear!” she broke in again. “That reminds me that Dad wrote me to look up his pet shot-gun before his return. I don’t like that either. Try again.”
This time the explorer plunged deep into the volume.
“How to Make Home Home-like. An Invaluable Counselor for the Woman of the Household—”