He asked me if I had eleven cents and I gave it to him."
"You gave my little boy Freddie eleven cents?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey
wondering if it were all a joke. "Why did you do that?"
"Because he said he wanted it to get into the moving picture place
just down the street," the chambermaid said. "I thought you had let
him go, and that he had forgotten the money. It's ten cents for
children to get in afternoons, you know, and a penny for war tax. I
gave it to him."
"Dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. Bobbsey. "The idea of his doing that! Which
moving picture place was it?"
"I know!" broke in Bert. "It must be the one we were in yesterday
where they had the cowboy and Indian scenes. Freddie has gone there
again."
"He did want to see an Indian," added Nan.
"But would they let such a little boy in all alone?" asked Mrs.
Bobbsey.
"Oh, lots of the children get grown-ups to take them in," the
chambermaid explained. "I've often seen 'em do it."
"But I don't want Freddie going by himself or with people he doesn't
know!" said the little boy's mother.
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