"Just tell them that we found him, will you, please?
Freddie's found."
"Yes, sir, I'll tell 'em," said the man. "I'm glad he's all right.
I'll tell 'em!"
"But where were you, Freddie?" asked his mother, who by this time had
him safely in her arms. "Oh, where were you?"
"I found him down by the edge of the creek, watching 'em water the
elephants," explained the strange boy, who, Mrs. Bobbsey thought, had
a good, kind face. "You see, we water the elephants every afternoon
when the show is over," the boy went on, "and it was down there I
found him."
"Oh, I can't thank you enough for bringing him back to us," said Mrs.
Bobbsey. "You were so good!"
"I didn't know just where he belonged," the strange boy explained.
"But he told me his name, and where he lived, and of course I knew I
could send word to his folks, though I didn't see, at first, how he
got here all the way from Lakeport."
"Oh, we are visiting at his uncle's farm at Meadow Brook," explained
Mrs. Bobbsey.
"So he said," went on the boy. "I was bringing him to the lost tent,
when he spied you and said you were his folks.
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