I think you
must have come two or three streets away from the car before you turned
in here."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Freddie. "When we got down off the auto we saw the
cat and we came in after it. The auto was right out in front."
"Well, it isn't there now," said the cook. "I guess it must have gone
away and taken your folks with it. Maybe they're looking for you. But I
guess you'll have to stay here until they come to find you. You're too
small to be allowed to go about alone."
"We like it here," said Flossie, settling back comfortably in her chair.
"We can stay as long as you want us to."
"And we can stay to supper if you ask us," went on Freddie. "Course
mother wouldn't let us ask for an invitation, but if you WANT to ask us
to stay we can't help it."
"'Specially if you have cake," added Flossie, smoothing out her dress.
"Yes, 'specially cake!" agreed Freddie.
"Oh my!" laughed the cook. "Sure an' you're very funny! But I like you.
And I only wish I knew where your folks were. But the best I can do is
to keep you here until they come. They must know about where they lost
you. Come, Tom, take the stray children out and amuse them.
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