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"But mother never lets us eat strange ice cream," Flossie reminded the maid. "And maybe they can't either." Soon the lunch was finished, and the Bobbseys felt much refreshed by it. Freddie still slept with Snoop's box close beside him, and Mrs. Bobbsey was reading a magazine. "One hour more!" Bert announced, beginning to pick things up even that early.
"Heah he am!" she said, lifting up the slatbox. "He ain't made a sound in all dis confusion, nuther." The next moment Freddie gave a cry of dismay: "Snoop's gone!" he wailed. "He broke open the box and he's gone! Oh, where is Snoop?" "Ma sakes alive!" cried Dinah. The box was empty! A hurried search of the car did not bring forth the black pet. Mr. and Mrs.
"He's fine," answered the little fellow. "Want to see him?" and he took his cousin out to the barn where Downy had a pen all to himself. "Snoop's gone," said Freddie, "and so is our silver cup, but maybe we'll get that back. It's in a circus." "In a circus!" cried Harry. "I should think your cat might be in a circus, but not a silver cup."
The floor was gone over again with the varnish brush, and the marks of Snoop's paws did not show. Nor did the cat again go into the parlor until the floor was hard and dry. "Mother," asked Nan one day, about a week after Snoop had been stuck fast in the varnish, "may I have a little party?" "A party, Nan?" "Yes, just a few boys and girls from my class in school.
"Oh, there go the boys from our car!" called Bert, as quite a party of youngsters alighted. "They must be going on a picnic; see their lunch boxes." "I hope Snoop is all right," Freddie reflected, seeing all the lunch boxes that looked so much like Snoop's cage. "Come on, little fellow," called the baggage man, "we only have a few minutes."
"We don't want a cat without any paws." "Don't worry, dear," his mother said. "I'll not pull Snoop's paws off. But I wonder how I'm going to get her loose. I don't want to step in there and make tracks with my shoes all over the newly varnished floor. "Snoop has made some marks as it is," went on Mrs.
The four twins had stooped down to get a better view, and Freddie cried: "I see its eyes shining!" "I can see its tail! Oh, no, that's Snoop's tail!" added Flossie. "Snoop, what have you there? Stop growling and give it to me!" demanded Mr. Bobbsey, thrusting his hand under the table. "Be careful," advised his wife. "It may bite." Mr. Bobbsey laughed and thrust his hand farther under the table.
"Well, it did all right," announced Bert "I guess we'd better let Snap out now," he said, for the dog was barking loudly, and trying to break out of the packing box of which his cage was made. Snoop's cage was broken, where the black cat had forced his way out. "His tail must have been hanging down through the bars," explained Bert, "and the gobbler came along and nipped it.
Snoop came over to him, and the two animals sniffed at each other, Mrs. Bobbsey holding Snap by the collar. Then, to the surprise of all, Snoop rubbed against the legs of the dog, and, on his part, Snap, wagging his tail in friendly, welcoming fashion, put out his red tongue and licked Snoop's fur. "He's kissing Snoop! He's kissing Snoop!" cried Freddie.
"He's fine," answered the little fellow. "Want to see him?" and he took his cousin out to the barn where Downy had a pen all to himself. "Snoop's gone," said Freddie, "and so is our silver cup, but maybe we'll get that back. It's in a circus." "In a circus!" cried Harry. "I should think your cat might be in a circus, but not a silver cup."
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