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"We must bring him something from New York," said Freddie. "We could get him a little toy chick, and then he wouldn't be lonesome. Maybe he'd like that," added Flossie. Little did the two small Bobbsey twins think what they would help to bring back from New York for the poor, old woodchopper.
"You bet Dare is handsome," spoke up Flossie, as if to break the embarrassment. "He's so white since he came home. His eyes are so dark and flashing. Then the way he holds his head the look of him.... No wonder these damned slackers seem cheap compared to him.... I'd fall for Dare Lane in a minute, even if he is half dead."
"I'm going to catch a big fish," said Flossie, as she laid her doll down beside the sleeping dog Snap, and took Freddie's pole. "Don't fall in that's all," cautioned Mrs. Bobbsey. "I'll watch her," offered Dorothy, for Nan had gone down to help dry the dishes, it being her "turn."
Lady Weybourne was lunching on the terrace of Ciro's restaurant with her brother. She was small, dark, vivacious. Her friends, of whom she had thousands, all called her Flossie, and she was probably the most popular American woman who had ever married into the English peerage.
We must take things up; and think and think and think till one day there will come knowledge, and we shall see the universe." Joan always avoided getting excited when she thought of it. "I love to make you excited," Flossie had once confessed to her in the old student days. "You look so ridiculously young and you are so pleased with yourself, laying down the law."
Then Flossie and Freddie told their story, and the woodchopper told of having seen them tossed into the snow and of how he helped them out, and then Mr. Bobbsey told what had happened to him, the children's mother, Bert and Nan. "I just pulled on the wrong rope, that's all, and I guess I steered the boat crooked," said Freddie with a laugh.
Flossie asked, just trembling with excitement. "I saw Harry and Bert go in the tent some time ago," whispered Nan; "and see, they are loosing the tent flap." There was a shout of applause when Harry appeared. He actually wore a swallowtail coat and had on a choker a very high collar and a bright green tie.
After the spies had gone, and Mrs Mackenzie and Flossie had retired for the night, Alphonse, the little Frenchman, came out, and Sir Henry, who is a very good French scholar, got him to tell us how he came to visit Central Africa, which he did in a most extraordinary lingo, that for the most part I shall not attempt to reproduce.
She had not been quite so proud; neither, since Kitty had opened her eyes, had she been so blind; but she had been ten times more foolish. Her mind had refused to dwell upon Kitty's dreadful suggestions, because they were dreadful. Flossie had, so to speak, detached and absorbed the passionate part of Keith Rickman; by which process the rest of him was left subtler and more pure.
Many of the children were in new rooms and different classes, and this did not make them feel so much "at home" as before vacation. Nan Bobbsey's first duty, after reporting to her new teacher, was to go to the kindergarten room, and ask the teacher there if Flossie and Freddie might sit together. "You see," Nan explained, "this is really their first real school work.
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