Ames, who lived not far from Uncle Daniel. "I think we
farmers will have to get up a hunting party."
"I'd like to come," broke in Freddie. "I've got a fire engine, and
wild animals is afraid--"
"That will do, dear," said Nan, gently putting her finger across his
lips. "Little boys can't go hunting wild animals."
By the time the Bobbsey twins and their friends had almost reached
Meadow Brook, on their way back, they had met several persons--men or
boys--who spoke of having heard of the escape of the circus animals.
When the children came up the gravel walk of the farmhouse, Mrs.
Bobbsey, seeing them from the side porch, where she was sitting,
stringing beans for supper, called out:
"Well you are back early. Did you get many berries?"
"We didn't get any, mother," said Nan. "We--"
"It's wild animals!" burst out Freddie, unable to keep quiet any
longer. "A lion, a tiger and a bear! They got away from the circus,
and they--they--"
"What's all this?" interrupted Aunt Sarah, coming out with her sewing
in her hands.
Then, by turns, with many interruptions from Freddie, the story was
told.
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