“But I have grown to love the little thing, and the children are very fond of her. Suppose we keep Baby May a while longer. Something may turn up then. I couldn’t bear to send her to an orphanage.”
“All right,” agreed Mr. Bobbsey, with a smile. “Then we’ll keep the baby.”
“And we’ll call her Bobbsey, ’cause she’s going to be one of us,” added Nan.
“Only she isn’t a twin!” added Freddie.
“No, and it’s just as well she isn’t!” laughed his mother. “I don’t know that I’d want to keep two little babies, unless they were my own. But I can manage this one very well.”
“We’ll take care of her,” offered Nan, who was quite proud, as she rocked the baby in her arms.
“Could I wheel her in the carriage some time?” asked Flossie.
“I’ll see,” promised Mrs. Bobbsey.
“She can take my roller skates when she wants them,” offered Freddie, and then he wondered why they all laughed. His mother explained:
“Baby May Washington Bobbsey isn’t able to walk yet, dear, to say nothing of roller skating. But it was kind of you to offer, Freddie.”