“Cain’t say as I agree with you,” returned the old farmer. “What good’s a tourin’ car if you want to haul a load of grain into town. Once of them leetle trucks is the best, I’ve always thought. Then, if you want to go on a picnic or anythin’ the family can all climb in the back. You get the use out of a car like that.”

“Nope. Nothin’ like a tourin’ car.”

“Rank extravagance, buyin’ tourin’ cars,” put in another. “Horse and wagon is good enough for me.”

“That’s what I say,” agreed the fourth.

“What with taxes the way they are⁠—”

“And last year’s crops wasn’t any too good⁠—”

“I tell ye a tourin’ car is the only thing nowadays⁠—”