"I'm sure we shall like it here," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "I am glad we
came to Three Star ranch."
"So'm I!" said Bert.
"And can I get an Indian doll?" asked Nan.
"Well, there are a few Indians around here," said the foreman slowly.
"They come to the ranch now and then to get something to eat, or trade
a pony. I don't know that I've ever seen any of 'em with a doll,
though maybe they do have some."
"Will any Indian come soon?" Nan wanted to know.
"I hope they do--real wild ones!" cried Bert.
"We don't have that kind here," said the foreman. "All the Indians
around here are tame. And I can't say when they will come."
"Well, anyhow, there's cowboys," said Bert hopefully.
The baggage was brought in and then the foreman said to Mr. Bobbsey:
"When do you want to eat?"
"Right now!" exclaimed Bert, before any one else had a chance to
speak.
"I thought so!" laughed the foreman. "Tell Sing Foo to rustle in the
grub," he went on to one of the cowboys on the outside porch.
"Oh, do you have a Chinese laundryman for a cook?" asked Nan, as she
heard the name.
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