"Let's get down," proposed Flossie.
"All right," agreed Freddie.
In another moment the two smaller Bobbsey twins had left their seat,
climbed down the rear steps of the sight-seeing automobile, and were
running toward the stray cat, which seemed to wait for them to come and
pet it.
CHAPTER XIV
STRAY CHILDREN
"Nice pussy! Come and let me rub you!" said Freddie softly, as he held
out his hand toward the stray cat.
"Yes, come here, Snoop!" added Flossie, as she walked along with her
brother.
"'Tisn't Snoop, and you mustn't call him that name," ordered Freddie.
"Well, he looks like Snoop," declared Flossie.
"But if that isn't his name he won't like to be called by it, no more
than if I called you Susie when your name's Flossie," went on the little
boy.
"Do you s'pose cats know their names?" asked Flossie.
"Course they do!" exclaimed her brother. "Don't our Snoop know his name
when I call him, same as our dog Snap does?"
"Oh, well, but our cat is a very, very, smart cat!"
"Maybe this one is, too," Freddie said. "Anyhow, we'll just call him
'Puss' or 'Kittie,' and he'll like that, 'cause that's a name for any
cat.
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