"You shan't have any of these--at least not until we want you to have
them," said Nan to Snap, the dog, who, of course, was not left behind.
Yet, the more she thought of it the more sure Nan was that Snap had
not taken the others.
"But, if he didn't, who did?" she wondered.
"Oh, isn't it just lovely in these woods!" exclaimed Dorothy, as they
walked along on the soft moss under the trees. At the seashore, where
she lived, the woods were too far away to allow her to pay many visits
to them, and she always liked to walk in the cool forests.
Harry, though he lived in the country, not far from the woods, liked
them as well as did the Bobbsey twins, and the children were soon
running about, playing games, while Snap raced about with them,
barking and wagging his tail.
Dinah sat down near the lunch basket.
"Don't you want to walk around a bit?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey.
"No'm," answered the fat cook. "I ain't gwine t' leab dish yeah basket
ob victuals until dey's eaten. Dey ain't no ghostests, nor no dogs,
gwine t' git nothin' when I'se heah! No'm!" and Dinah slipped her fat
arm in through the handle of the basket.
"Let's look for chestnuts!" cried Freddie. "I love chestnuts!"
"It's too early for them," said his father. "But if you find me a
willow tree, I can make you some whistles.
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