"
"But how could they be at your automobile office?" Mrs. Bobbsey wanted
to know.
"It might easily happen," replied the man. "We run a number of these big
machines. One of them may have passed out this way while I was stopping
here for water, and perhaps none of us notice it, and the children may
have climbed on and gone on that car, thinking it was this one."
"They couldn't get on if the auto didn't stop," said Billy.
"Well, maybe it stopped," returned the driver. "Perhaps it passed up the
next street. The children may have gone down there and gotten on.
Whatever has happened, your little ones are all right, ma'am; I'm sure
of that."
"I wish I could be!" sighed Mrs. Bobbsey.
Several men volunteered to help Mr. Bobbsey look for the missing twins,
and they went to the doors of nearby houses and rang the bells. But to
all the answer was the same. Flossie and Freddie had not been seen.
And the reason for this was that the small Bobbsey twins, in following
the stray cat, had turned a corner and gone down another street, and
were on the block next the one where the auto stood. That was the reason
the Walker cook, looking out in front, could see no machine, and why it
was that none of those who helped Mr.
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