"But I have to get some water
for the radiator. We won't be here very long. Those who want to, can get
out and walk around."
"Yes, I'll be glad to stretch by legs," said one man with a laugh. He
was sitting next to Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey, and they began talking to him.
Nan and Bert were talking to Billy and Nell, and, for the time being, no
one paid much attention to Flossie and Freddie, who were in a rear seat.
Suddenly Flossie called to her little brother;
"Oh, look! There's a cat! It's just like our Snoop!"
Freddie looked to where Flossie pointed with her chubby finger.
"No, that isn't like our Snoop," said the little boy, shaking his head.
"Yes, 'tis too!" declared his sister. "I'm going to get down and look at
it. I like a cat, and I didn't see one close by for a long time."
"Neither did I," agreed Freddie. "If that one isn't like our Snoop, it's
a nice cat, anyhow."
The cat, which seemed to be a stray one, was walking toward the car, its
tail held high in the air "like a fishing pole."
Flossie and Freddie were in the rear seat, as I have said, and no one
seemed to be paying any attention to them. Their father and mother were
busy talking to the man who had gotten down to "stretch his legs," and
Nan and Bert, with Billy and Nell, were busy talking.
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