The man stood in front of the open door, out
of which trunks were taken. But Bert had no idea of doing what Snap
had done. Besides, the train was moving quite rapidly now.
"Oh, how can I get my dog back?" Bert wanted to know.
"You can telegraph back, from the next station we stop at, and have
the agent there send him on, wherever you are going," explained the
baggage man.
"Oh, but we're going a long way," Bert said. "I'm afraid Snap would be
lost, traveling alone. Oh, what will Nan say!"
Nan was as fond of Snap as was Bert himself, though perhaps the
smaller twins, Flossie and Freddie cared more for Snoop, the black
cat. But of course they loved Snap very much.
Poor Bert did not know what to do. Just then his father came running
into the car.
"Did Snap get away?" cried Mr. Bobbsey. "Your mother saw a dog on the
station platform that looked like him," went on the lumber man to
Bert. "Is Snap--"
"He's gone!" interrupted Bert. "He jumped out of the car just now,
and--"
"We must stop the train!" Mr. Bobbsey explained.
"All right, I guess we can make up any time we lose," the brakeman
said.
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