"But it was kind of you to give
him the money, and here is your change back," she said to the hotel
maid. "But now we must get Freddie."
"I'll get him," offered Bert. "I know just where the place is."
"I wish you would," returned Mrs. Bobbsey. "Bring him right back here.
I shall have to scold him a little."
Bert went down in the elevator. The man running the big wire cage,
which lifted people up and down instead of having them go by the
stairs, nodded and smiled at Bert.
"I took yo' little brother down awhile ago," said the elevator man,
who was colored like Sam Johnson.
"Yes, he ran away," replied Bert.
"Guess you'll find him at de movies!" laughed the elevator man. "He
had 'leven cents, an' he was talkin' 'bout Indians an' cowboys."
"Yes, he's crazy about 'em," answered Bert. "We're going out West you
know."
"Is you?" asked the man, as the elevator went down. "Well, de West am
a mighty big place. I suah hopes yo' l'il brother doan git lost in de
big West."
"We'll have to keep watch over him," returned Bert, as he got out of
the car and hurried down the street toward the moving picture theater.
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