"
"Yes, come along!" called Mr. Bobbsey.
Freddie gave up the bread knife to Dinah, the last good-byes were
said, and the children started for the automobile. Snap leaped around
Bert, barking and whining.
"Better tie up the dog, Sam, or he'll follow us," said Mr. Bobbsey.
"Yes, sah. I'll do dat."
Poor Snap was led away whining. He did not want to be left behind, but
it had to be.
"Good-bye!" called Bert to his pet. "Good-bye, Snap!"
Flossie took up her basket, and Freddie had his. Each one had
something to carry. Into the automobile they hurried and soon they
were on the way to the station to take the train for the West.
They did not have many minutes to wait. Harry Truesdell sat in the
automobile, until Mr. Bobbsey and the family should be aboard the
train before he went back to the garage.
The Bobbsey twins were standing on the station platform. Mr. Bobbsey
was talking to a man he knew, and Mrs. Bobbsey was speaking to two
friends. Bert and Nan were putting pennies in a weighing machine to
see how heavy they had grown, and Freddie was looking at the pictures
on the magazine covers at the news stand.
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