“Jim’s pretty good,” repeated Mr. Meekin. “He got back my horse.”
Mrs. Meekin had supper ready in a “jiffy,” as she called it. The meal was not quite over when some one was heard running up the side porch. It was some one in a hurry, that was very plain.
CHAPTER XX
AN EXCITING CHASE
The Bobbsey twins stopped eating and looked one at the other. What could it mean—this hurried rush of some one up the steps? Then Flossie spoke.
“Maybe it’s the old woman bringing back Baby May,” she whispered.
“If it is, I’m going to catch her!” declared Freddie, getting ready to slip down from his chair.
“Sit still, children,” ordered Mrs. Bobbsey.
Bert acted as though, he, too, would like to see who it was, for, as yet, the caller was not in view. But a look from his father kept Bert in his seat. He looked at Nan in a disappointed manner.
“It’s Jim Denton,” announced Mr. Meekin, as he saw the hurrying visitor through the open door. “Come right in, Jim!” he called. “Had your supper? If you haven’t—”
“Oh, I ate long ago,” announced the caller, who was the constable, or chief policeman, for Pine Hill. “What’s all the excitement about?” he asked. “Have you had another horse stolen, Pete?”