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“Well, Carter,” said Grandfather, “you didn’t come way up here just to give Larry that microscope. You must have had some other reason.”
Mr. Carter laughed and said, “Well, so I did. I thought I might help you pack. And I brought you a letter from Adams College. It is from a Dr. William Steere.”
Grandfather read the letter at once. “Good,” he said. “Excellent. Larry, this Dr. Steere wants a boy like you very much.”
“Why, sir?” asked Larry.
“Because he is doing the same work that you are. He is experimenting with seaweed and plankton for food.”
“Wonderful!” said Larry. “I’d like to work with him.”
“He says something else,” said Grandfather. “He says that we ought to spend more money getting food from the sea instead of bothering with space.”
“I think so, too,” said Larry. “I suppose we ought to do both. But I am more interested in the sea. Think how deep it is. Miles and miles. And all full of food if we can only get it.”
Mr. Cook put his hand on his son’s shoulder. He said, “I can see that you and Dr. Steere will get along fine.”
John Carter had already eaten, but he had a large piece of watermelon just the same.
When the time came to say good-by to the Cooks, Henry said, “We go back to our real home tomorrow. We’re sorry to go.”
“And we are sorry to see you leave,” Mrs. Cook said.
“But I’ll see you soon,” Larry called, “at college.”
The next day Mr. Carter was a great help. He worked with the girls on the packing and he took some of the bags in his own car.
Benny ran to Mr. Hall’s store to give him the lighthouse keys. When he came back, the family was ready to go.
“I want to ride with Mr. Carter,” said Benny.
“Very well,” said Grandfather. “No reason not to, if Mr. Carter wants you.”
Mr. Carter laughed and said he wanted company. The girls and Grandfather rode with Henry.
They drove past Mr. Hall’s to wave good-by and then past the Cooks before leaving Conley.
At last home again, they told Mrs. McGregor, the housekeeper, all about their adventures.
Mr. Carter told how well the young people had solved the mystery. “I couldn’t have done better,” he said.
“Oh, yes, you could,” said Jessie. “You used to be an F.B.I. man.”
“No, really, I couldn’t,” said Mr. Carter. “Larry would trust young people more than he would a man. I’m sure of that. You were wonderful with Larry.”
“That’s right, John,” said Grandfather, nodding. “They were.”
The bags were unpacked and Henry took the empty car around to the garage.
But the family did not sit around very long doing nothing. Everyone was busy in what was left of the summer.
One day Grandfather and Henry went to a store to get Henry clothes for fall. But Grandfather bought two jackets, not just one. Henry tried them on and said they were just right. One was gray and one was brown. The brown one went into a special box to be mailed to Larry Cook.
Henry wrote a letter saying it was the kind of jacket all the boys wore at Adams.
Then the time came when Henry and Larry went to Adams College. Grandfather went, too. He took the boys into the dean’s office and told him who Larry was.
Larry sat down near the door. It was half open.
Suddenly Larry stood up looking very much surprised. A tall man came in. He looked at Larry once. Then he looked again. Then he held out his hand and said, “Well, well! Clam chowder!”
Larry cried, “Baked beans!” The two shook hands.
“What in the world are you two talking about?” asked Mr. Alden. “Do you know Larry?”
“Yes,” said the tall stranger. “I know he makes the best clam chowder and baked beans that I ever ate!”
The dean laughed. He said, “That makes my work easier, if you know each other. Larry, this is Dr. Steere.”
“Dr. Steere!” cried Larry. “The one I am going to work for?”
“The very one,” said the dean. “Sit down, Dr. Steere. This is Mr. Alden, and
“Well, Carter,” said Grandfather, “you didn’t come way up here just to give Larry that microscope. You must have had some other reason.”
Mr. Carter laughed and said, “Well, so I did. I thought I might help you pack. And I brought you a letter from Adams College. It is from a Dr. William Steere.”
Grandfather read the letter at once. “Good,” he said. “Excellent. Larry, this Dr. Steere wants a boy like you very much.”
“Why, sir?” asked Larry.
“Because he is doing the same work that you are. He is experimenting with seaweed and plankton for food.”
“Wonderful!” said Larry. “I’d like to work with him.”
“He says something else,” said Grandfather. “He says that we ought to spend more money getting food from the sea instead of bothering with space.”
“I think so, too,” said Larry. “I suppose we ought to do both. But I am more interested in the sea. Think how deep it is. Miles and miles. And all full of food if we can only get it.”
Mr. Cook put his hand on his son’s shoulder. He said, “I can see that you and Dr. Steere will get along fine.”
John Carter had already eaten, but he had a large piece of watermelon just the same.
When the time came to say good-by to the Cooks, Henry said, “We go back to our real home tomorrow. We’re sorry to go.”
“And we are sorry to see you leave,” Mrs. Cook said.
“But I’ll see you soon,” Larry called, “at college.”
The next day Mr. Carter was a great help. He worked with the girls on the packing and he took some of the bags in his own car.
Benny ran to Mr. Hall’s store to give him the lighthouse keys. When he came back, the family was ready to go.
“I want to ride with Mr. Carter,” said Benny.
“Very well,” said Grandfather. “No reason not to, if Mr. Carter wants you.”
Mr. Carter laughed and said he wanted company. The girls and Grandfather rode with Henry.
They drove past Mr. Hall’s to wave good-by and then past the Cooks before leaving Conley.
At last home again, they told Mrs. McGregor, the housekeeper, all about their adventures.
Mr. Carter told how well the young people had solved the mystery. “I couldn’t have done better,” he said.
“Oh, yes, you could,” said Jessie. “You used to be an F.B.I. man.”
“No, really, I couldn’t,” said Mr. Carter. “Larry would trust young people more than he would a man. I’m sure of that. You were wonderful with Larry.”
“That’s right, John,” said Grandfather, nodding. “They were.”
The bags were unpacked and Henry took the empty car around to the garage.
But the family did not sit around very long doing nothing. Everyone was busy in what was left of the summer.
One day Grandfather and Henry went to a store to get Henry clothes for fall. But Grandfather bought two jackets, not just one. Henry tried them on and said they were just right. One was gray and one was brown. The brown one went into a special box to be mailed to Larry Cook.
Henry wrote a letter saying it was the kind of jacket all the boys wore at Adams.
Then the time came when Henry and Larry went to Adams College. Grandfather went, too. He took the boys into the dean’s office and told him who Larry was.
Larry sat down near the door. It was half open.
Suddenly Larry stood up looking very much surprised. A tall man came in. He looked at Larry once. Then he looked again. Then he held out his hand and said, “Well, well! Clam chowder!”
Larry cried, “Baked beans!” The two shook hands.
“What in the world are you two talking about?” asked Mr. Alden. “Do you know Larry?”
“Yes,” said the tall stranger. “I know he makes the best clam chowder and baked beans that I ever ate!”
The dean laughed. He said, “That makes my work easier, if you know each other. Larry, this is Dr. Steere.”
“Dr. Steere!” cried Larry. “The one I am going to work for?”
“The very one,” said the dean. “Sit down, Dr. Steere. This is Mr. Alden, and
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