In a little while you will
be in New York."
And not long afterward the train came to a stop. The children found
themselves down in a sort of big hole in the ground, for the Pennsylvania
trains come into the great Thirty-third Street station far below the
street.
Up the steps walked the Bobbsey family, red-capped porters carrying their
hand-baggage, and, a little later, Flossie, Freddie and the others stood
under the roof of the great station in New York. They were in the big
city, and many things were to happen to them before they saw Lakeport
again.
CHAPTER VII
ON THE EXPRESS TRAIN
Mr. Bobbsey wished to ask one of the railroad men in the big station some
questions about the trunks, and he also had to send a telegram, so, while
he was doing these things, he told his wife and children to sit down and
wait for him. Mrs. Bobbsey led Nan and Bert and Flossie and Freddie to one
of the many long benches in the large depot, but the two smaller twins
were so excited at being in such an immense place that they had not been
seated more than a few seconds before they jumped up to gaze all about
them. Bert and Nan, too, though older than their brother and sister, were
much astonished at what they saw.
"Why--why!" gasped Freddie, "it's bigger than our armory at home!" for in
Lakeport there was a big hall where the soldiers drilled.
"It's three times as big," said Flossie.
"Four!" declared Freddie.
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