I'll go look some mo', though."
As there were a few other things besides eggs that were needed for the
kitchen of the houseboat, Bert and Harry planned to take a basket, and
go to the nearest village store for them. They would walk across the
fields with Mr. Bobbsey.
"We'll fish when we come back," said Bert.
"And get enough for dinner and supper," added Harry.
"Better get enough for one meal first," suggested Nan, with a laugh.
The houseboat was now made fast to the bank of the creek some distance
away from the wire fence Mr. Hardee had stretched across the stream.
It was not to be seen, nor were the farm buildings. The last the
Bobbseys had observed of the farmer was as he stood near his wire
fence, shaking his fist at the houseboat.
Mr. Bobbsey did not just know how he was going to get past the fence
with the Bluebird, or how he could get Mr. Hardee to cut the wire. The
twins' father decided to ask the advice of some friends.
Meanwhile Bert and Harry had reached the store, and had brought the
eggs, and other groceries, back to Dinah.
"Did you find those corn muffins?" asked Bert. "Because, if you did,
Harry and I would like some. May we have one, mother?"
"If Dinah has them, yes."
"But I cain't find 'em!" complained the fat cook. "Dem muffins hab
jest done gone an' hid de'se'ves.
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