Excerpt: ... 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 ...Read MoreExcerpt: ... 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. As the rooms Mr. Bobbsey had taken were on the tenth floor it would have been quite a fall for Freddie if he had tumbled out. But after one look Bert said: "Freddie couldn't have fallen from here. There's an iron railing all around the outside of the window, and even Freddie couldn't get through." "I wonder where he is!" exclaimed Mrs. Bobbsey. "I'm sure I saw him here a moment ago!" "Yes, he was here," said Nan. "I washed a speck of dirt off his chin, and then Flossie wanted me to wash her hands." "But I washed my own hands, I did!" exclaimed Flossie, looking at her pink palms. "And the soap slid all over the floor and every time I picked it up it slid some more; didn't it, Nan?" she asked with a laugh. "Yes," answered the older girl. "But where can Freddie be?" "That's what I'm wondering," added Mrs. Bobbsey. "We must find him." "I guess he went out into the hall," said Bert. "There's a boy in the rooms next door about as old as Freddie, and I saw them talking together yesterday." Mrs. Bobbsey hurried into the hall outside their apartment in the hotel. Bert, ...Read Less
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