I am sorry she can not
come to stay while we are in the West. I really don't know what we are
going to do."
"Nor I," sighed Mrs. Bobbsey. "We counted on Aunt Emeline all the
while, and now I don't know whom else I can get on such short notice.
Can't we wait a while about going West?" she asked her husband.
"I don't very well see how we can wait," answered Mr. Bobbsey. "The
tickets are bought, and all my plans are made. I have hired a man to
come to the lumber office while I am away. I have written the men at
the timber tract and at the cattle ranch that we are coming. Now, what
are we to do?"
"We can't leave the children here alone," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "That is
certain."
"No, we couldn't do that," agreed Mr. Bobbsey. "As good a cook as
Dinah is, and careful as Sam is, we couldn't leave the children with
them."
"Dinah gave me a cookie, an' she says she'll give you one, too, if you
want it, Flossie," announced Freddie, coming into the room then,
munching a sweet cake.
"Course I want it!" exclaimed the little "fat fairy," as her father
called her, and she slipped out of her mother's lap, where she had
climbed after Freddie got down, and, like her brother, hurried to the
kitchen.
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