"No, indeed, my dear! Of course not! But your parents have probably
already telephoned the police, who must be looking for you. I'll let
them know I have you safe."
"Why, course we're safe!" cried Flossie.
So Mrs. Walker telephoned. And, just as she guessed, the police were
already preparing to start out to hunt for the missing children. But as
soon as they got Mrs. Walker's message everything was all right.
"They're found!" cried Mr. Bobbsey to his wife, when a police officer
telephoned to the hotel to let the father of the small Bobbsey twins
know that the children were safe. "They're all right!"
"Where were they?" asked his wife,
"All the while they were right around the corner and just in the next
street from where our auto was standing."
"Oh, dear me!" cried Mrs. Bobbsey, "what a relief"
"I should say so!" agreed Mrs. Martin, who had gone to the hotel, where
her friends were staying, to do what she could to help them.
"I'll get a taxicab and bring them straight here," said Mr. Bobbsey.
A little later Flossie and Freddie were back "home" again. That is, if
you call a hotel "home," and it was, for the time, to the traveling
Bobbseys.
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