He said he didn't want to get out at all--that he liked me,
and liked to stay in and ride!"
And at this the crowd laughed again.
"And is that what you have been doing, Freddie--riding up and down in
the elevator?" asked Mr. Bobbsey.
"Yes, and I liked it!" exclaimed Freddie. "I wished Flossie was with
me."
"I'm here now!" said the "little fat fairy," laughing. "I can ride with
you now, Freddie."
"No! There has been enough of riding," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "And you gave
me a bad fright, Freddie. Why did you wander away?"
"'Cause I liked an elevator ride better than staying up so high where
the wind blew," explained the little fellow.
And when they asked him more about it he said he had just slipped away
from them while they were on the tower platform, gone back into the room
and ridden down in the elevator with the other passengers. No one
realized that Freddie was traveling all by himself, the elevator man
thinking the blue-eyed and golden-haired boy was with a lady who had two
other children by the hands.
Freddie rode to the ground floor, and then he just stayed in the express
elevator, riding up and down and having a great time, until the second
elevator man began to question him.
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