“Do you know the way home?” asked Betty.
“I think so,” said Bobby.
But even brave Bobby soon said, “I don’t know the way.”
Just then the policeman met the children.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“We are going home,” answered Bobby. “But we can’t find the way.”
“Come with me,” said the policeman. “I’ll show you the way.”
For study and play:
I like to dance along the street