Bobbsey. "Winter is the time for that. Still there may be some cutting
going on, and I hope you can see it."
"I'd rather see cowboys," put in Bert. "That was a dandy picture of
cowboys lassoing wild steers last night."
"I wish I could go and see that!" exclaimed Freddie.
"Some other time, maybe," his mother promised. "I am going to take you
all shopping now, and buy you each something."
Nan's eyes shone in delight at this, for she liked, very much, to go
shopping with her mother.
Mr. Bobbsey still had some business to look after, and when he had
left the hotel, promising to come back at lunch time, Mrs. Bobbsey
gathered her four "chickens" as she sometimes called them, about her,
and made ready to go shopping. No, I am wrong. She only gathered three
"chickens." Freddie was missing.
"Where can he be?" asked his mother. "He was right by that window a
moment ago!"
"Oh, I hope he hasn't fallen out!" shrieked Nan.
CHAPTER XII
NEARING LUMBERVILLE
Bert Bobbsey was the first to spring to the window and look down when
his sister said this.
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