Bobbsey.
"Well, when papa comes back I'm going to ask him to go after that boy
and bring him with us," declared Freddie. "I don't like to see boys
shook."
"I don't, either," murmured Bert.
By this time Mr. Bobbsey had come up to where Mr. Mason was standing.
"Oh, how do you do, Mr. Bobbsey," spoke the other lumber man. "I
didn't expect to see you for some days."
"I did come a little ahead of time," went on the twins' father. "But I
am going to take my family off to the country, so I thought I would
come and see you, and finish up our business before going away."
"I'm always glad to talk business," Mr. Mason said, "but I thought
your folks were out somewhere on a houseboat."
"We were, and just came back to-day. But the summer isn't over, and
we're going to my brother's place, at Meadow Brook Farm. But you seem
to be having some trouble," he went on, nodding down the road in the
direction the sobbing boy had run. "Of course it isn't any affair of
mine, but--"
"Yes, trouble! Lots of it!" interrupted Mr. Mason bitterly. "I have
had a lot of trouble with that boy."
"That's too bad," spoke Mr.
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