It's quite a joke!"
"You stay here, Bert," said Mr. Bobbsey to his son, "and I'll go and get
your mother, Nan and Freddie. I want them to see how cute Flossie looks.
They'll be glad to know we have found her."
So while Bert sat in a chair in the old man's office Mr. Bobbsey hurried
to tell his wife and the others the good news. And soon Mrs. Bobbsey and
the rest of the children were peeping at Flossie as she lay asleep.
And then, suddenly, as they were all looking down at her, the little
girl opened her eyes. She saw her mother and father; she saw Nan and
Bert and Freddie; and then she looked at the kind old man with the white
hair.
"Did you find a story book for me?" were the first words Flossie said.
"Well, I'm afraid not, my dear," was the old man's answer. "We don't
have story books for little girls up here, though there may be some
downstairs."
"Is that what she came in here for--a story book?" asked Mr. Bobbsey.
"I believe it was," answered the old man, with a smile. "I was busy at
my desk when I heard the patter of little feet and a little girl's voice
asking me for a story book. I looked around, and there stood your little
one.
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