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It would be a help with her fine boy. I'd have given it before if I'd been sure she'd accept of it from me. She told me to tell you," Bobbie added, "that it was her Emmie's little one's pram." "I can't send that pram back, Bert," said Mrs Perks, firmly, "and I won't. So don't you ask me " "I'm not a-asking anything," said Perks, gruffly. "Then the shovel," said Bobbie. "Mr.
The morning passed quickly to the little ones, for they had so much to think about now, and when the school children appeared around the corner Flossie and Freddie hurried to meet Nan and Bert, to tell them the news. "We're going! we're going!" was about all Freddie could say. "Oh, the letter came from Aunt Sarah!" was Flossie's way of telling the news. But it was at the lunch table that Mrs.
Then the autos slowed up at the curb before the gate. The police prisoners were still in the second car. Bert took a look, recognized his father, despite the strange look in that parent's face. "Help them bring my father in, Bayliss!" called young Dodge. "I'll run to prepare the folks." In another moment there was a turmoil of excitement inside the Dodge house.
Bobbsey gave them each a little sponge, which they dampened in water, and with that they moistened the sticky places, both of the stamps and the envelopes. And so the invitations were made ready to mail. "Have you invited any boys to the party?" asked Bert. "Yes, some," answered Nan. "But only a few." "Then I'll come," he said. "I don't like a party with just nothing but girls."
That's the way with me. Of course I can put over the acting stuff, even vamping, but I'm afraid of men off-stage. Say, would you believe it, I ain't ever had but one beau. That was Bert Stacy. Poor old Bert! He was lots older than me; about thirty, I guess. He was white all through. You always kind of remind me of him. Sort of a feckless dub he was, too; kind of honest and awkward you know.
There is such a monotony on trains that the sports the Bobbseys introduced were welcome indeed. We do not like to seem proud, but certainly these twins did look pretty. Nan with her fine back eyes and red cheeks, and Bert just matching her; only his hair curled around, while hers fell down.
Bert and I can carry one out and swim with one hand. Harry and Jack, can you manage the other?" The boys said they could, and quickly as the heaviest clothes could be thrown off they were striking out in the little lake toward the baby in the boat. He was only Freddie's age, you know, and perhaps more of a baby than the good-natured Bobbsey boy.
Not very much happened on it, except that once Bert forgot the valise with the dishes in it, having left it in a car, but he thought of it in time and ran back to get it just before the train was about to start away with it. After that he was more careful. "Well, honey lambs! I suah is glad to see yo' all back!" cried Dinah, as she welcomed the Bobbsey twins at their own door.
It was still early evening, and the streets were filled with persons, some on foot, some in carriages, and many in automobiles. It was not far from the hotel where the Bobbseys were staying to the Capitol, and soon Bert and Nan, with their father, were standing in front of the beautiful structure, with its long flight of broad steps leading up to the main floor.
Sam says it's his." "Sam Heller here?" "And Nick Johnson?" "In a touring car?" Tom, Jack and Bert asked the questions in turn. They fairly glared at George. The latter, satisfied with the impression he had produced, sank into an easy chair. "They're here," he went on. "I just saw 'em come, and they're headed this way." "Sam and Nick going to room in the same dormitory with us!" gasped Bert.
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