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But it was not a very good living they made, and they often did not have enough to eat. "I'll give you some of my sewing to do," promised Mrs. Bobbsey, "and so will some ladies I know." So, for a time at least, Mrs. Todd was to be taken care of. When she grew better she had as much work as she could do. But this was some time after the day when Tommy called at Mr. Bobbsey's office.
"No, you must have been dreaming," said his mother. "Come, go to sleep," and presently Freddie dropped off. Mrs. Bobbsey was much worried, and the next day the older folks talked the matter over; but nothing came of it. "Tom Mason is going to bring his colt out this afternoon," said Harry to Bert, "and we can all take turns trying him."
Snap barked and wagged his tail, as the driver took the lines from him, and then, when the man drove off with the horses and the load of lumber, Mrs. Bobbsey went with the twins back into the yard. "Well, I'm glad all the excitement is over," she said. "Where were you, Nan? Grace Lavine called for you, but I looked out in the yard and did not see you, so she went away again."
"The boy maybe wouldn't want to come with us, and besides, papa wouldn't let me run the auto, though I know which handles to turn, for I've watched him," Bert went on, with a firm belief that he could run the big car almost as well as could Mr. Bobbsey. "Well, when papa comes back I'm going to ask him to go after that boy and bring him with us," declared Freddie. "I don't like to see boys shook."
Haven't seen him for some years." "Are your father and mother dead?" asked Mr. Bobbsey gently. "My mother is," was the answer. "She died when my brother and I were boys. As for my father well, I don't talk much about him," and the foreman turned away as if that ended it. "Why doesn't he want to talk about his father?" asked Bert of Mr. Bobbsey a little later, when they were packing the valises.
The sound of steps was heard on the side porch, and in came Sam, quite excited. "'Scuse me!" he murmured, as he entered. "Oh, de p'liceman done come!" he exclaimed. "He's heah! I'm glad!" "Did you expect him?" asked Mr. Bobbsey. "Yes, sah, Mr. Bobbsey, I did! When de lap robe was gone I t'ought maybe you t'ink I might 'a' been careless like, an' let some chicken t'ieves in.
Hardly had she spoken than there came a fearful crash, and the whole house trembled. At the same time a blast of cold wind swept through it, scattering the fire on the hearth. "Oh, what was that?" cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "That old apple tree, at the corner of the house," said Mr. Bobbsey. "The storm has blown it over, and it has smashed a corner of the Lodge. Don't be afraid.
Tetlow, I came to see you about my brother, Bert Bobbsey," began Nan. Mr. Tetlow looked at her kindly, for he half expected what was coming. "What is it, Nan?" he asked. "I I oh, Mr. Tetlow, won't you please let Bert off this time? He only did it because Danny said such things about me; said I was afraid of the ghost, and made all the boys call out that we had a ghost at our house.
It was in the middle of the night, when the Bobbsey household was awakened by the ringing of fire bells. They all heard the alarm, and as Papa Bobbsey counted the number, he said to his wife: "That must be near here. Guess I'll look. It's a windy night and a fire in my lumber yard would be very bad." As he went to the window he saw a glare on the sky in the direction of the lake.
Maybe we'd better wait until it's Summer again before we think of the ship." "Well, maybe we had, Tommy." Mrs. Bobbsey was quite surprised when Tommy brought Freddie home, and she was more surprised when she heard what had happened, and how Freddie had been caught under the lumber. "Dear me, I am glad they found you, Freddie!" she cried, kissing him.
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