I doan't want t' be et up by no
ragin' lion who goeth about seekin' what he may devour, laik it says
in de Good Book. Dere's enough wild animiles right yeah on dish year
farm--wild bulls, wild rams an' turkey gobblers, what pulls cats by
dere tails. No, sah! honey lamb--I ain't gwine t' no circus!"
CHAPTER XIV
FREDDIE IS MISSING
Flossie came back from her talk with Dinah, looking very disappointed.
"What is the matter, dear?" asked her mother, noting the sorrowful
look on the little girl's face.
"Dinah isn't going to the circus," said Flossie, almost ready to cry,
for she was very fond of the faithful and loving colored woman.
"Oh, I guess she'll go with us," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "Why doesn't she
want to come?"
"She's afraid of the wild animals," answered Flossie.
"Pooh! I'm not afraid!" boasted Freddie. "You tell her, Flossie, that
I'll take my fire engine along an' scare 'em. Wait, I'll tell her
myself."
Out Freddie ran to the kitchen, where Dinah was helping Martha with
the baking.
"Don't you be afraid, Dinah!" he cried. "I won't let any of the wild
animals get you!"
"Bress yo' heart, honey lamb!" exclaimed the colored cook with a laugh
that made her shake "like a bowl full of jelly.
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