Flossie and Freddie looked at the big trunk which had crashed down.
Then they saw Bert and Nan coming toward them. Next they looked up at
the big lumberman.
"Who are you?" asked Freddie.
"That's just what I was going to ask you," replied the big man, with a
laugh. "I think I can guess, though. You are the Bobbsey twins, aren't
you? That is you're half of them, and the other half is over there,"
and he pointed to Bert and Nan who were walking toward Flossie and
Freddie.
"Yes, we're the Bobbsey twins," answered Freddie. "We've come to the
lumber camp. My mother--she owns it."
"So I've heard," the man said. "Well, if I were you I wouldn't go off
by myself among the trees again. You never can tell when one is going
to fall down. The man who cut this one should have stayed and finished
it, and not have left it to fall with the first puff of wind. I must
speak to him about it. And now I had better take you to your father
and mother. Where are they?"
"We'll take them back, thank you," said Nan, who, with Bert, came up
just then.
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