“Oh—all right—there’s no use worrying about it now,” and Bert walked off, shaking his head and talking with Danny Rugg about girls that couldn’t keep a secret.
After all no harm was done, since Mr. Bobbsey wanted the story known, as that might help find Baby May’s parents. And besides, as Nan had said, the report would soon get around town on account of the police alarm.
Once the story was known in the school, the Bobbsey twins, even Flossie and Freddie, had to answer many questions as to how Baby May Washington was found on the doorstep.
Nan was quite the heroine of the day, for had not she found the tiny infant crying in the basket?
“Say, Bert, I’ll tell you what we can do after school,” proposed Charlie Mason that afternoon.
“What?”
“We can scout around and see if we can find that old lady with the green umbrella. We could make her take the baby back.”
“Maybe she wouldn’t have the green umbrella now, ’cause it isn’t raining,” said Freddie, who overheard this talk.
“Well, we can look for her, anyhow,” went on Charlie. “Will you, Bert?”
“Maybe.”