"We won't!" answered Bert, "but we're going to find Freddie!"
"Oh, where can the darling be?" gasped Aunt Sarah, looking around at
the crowd all about her.
"What is it? What's the matter?" asked several ladies.
"A little boy is lost--my nephew," Aunt Sarah explained.
"Oh, isn't that too bad!" cried the sympathetic ladies. "We hope you
find him!"
Back into the animal tent the Bobbseys and their relatives and friends
pushed their way. It was not easy to work back through the crowd that
was anxious to get away, now that the afternoon performance of the
circus was over.
"He must be in there," said Uncle Daniel. "We'll find him."
Carefully he looked through the crowd of persons who were still in the
animal tent. A number had remained, with their children, to get
another look at the elephants, lions and tigers. Men were feeding some
of the animals, now that there was a little quiet spell, and this was
interesting to the youngsters.
"He doesn't seem to be here," said Aunt Sarah, as she peered through
her spectacles.
"Oh, he must be!" exclaimed Mrs. Bobbsey. "He can't have gone on ahead
of us, and if he turned back he would have to come into this tent.
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