The girls were too tired to care for further
excursions that afternoon, and they remained on the shady veranda, as
the boys started off.
"I wonder what Blowitz can want?" mused Ned, as he and his chums
neared the chocolate pavilion.
"We'll soon know," said Jerry.
CHAPTER XVIII
WHAT MR. BLOWITZ WANTED
THE boys found Mr. Carson Blowitz in the little courtyard of the
pavilion, calmly sipping some cold chocolate.
"Ah, you are right on time, I see," he remarked, as pleasantly as he
could. "That's what I like, boys. It shows your American spirit.
Bright, hustling lads, all of you. Just the kind I have been looking
for."
"Did you want to see us on business?" asked Jerry, for he did not care
for the man's too obvious flattery.
"Yes, I did, but first let me order some chocolate for you. It is a
hot day and you'll feel better after it. I never talk business unless
I am eating, or drinking something like chocolate or lemonade. It
calms the nerves."
Jerry was about to refuse, as he wanted to get the interview over with
as soon as possible, but he looked at Bob, and that youth showed an
evident desire to have some refreshment.
"Well, we'll take a little," Jerry said.
"I thought so. Here!" and he clapped his hands to summon the waitress,
who soon returned with some cups of cold chocolate.
"Now to business," went on Mr. Blowitz, after a pause. "Did I
understand you to say you had hired that large motor boat?"
"We have; for several weeks," answered Jerry, who, by consent of Ned
and Bob, had been elected spokesman.
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