“Oh! Oh, dear!” gasped Flossie.
CHAPTER VII
THE SNAP-CRACKER
Freddie Bobbsey dashed away from the front gate, no longer trying to open it. He almost knocked Flossie down, so great was his hurry.
“Oh, what you going to do?” cried the little girl.
“I have to get that carriage and Baby May!” cried Freddie. “If I don’t, the horses will run over her!”
“Oh! Oh!” half sobbed Flossie, for she could think of nothing else to do.
The carriage with the baby in it kept on slowly rolling toward the middle of the street. And up the street, running faster and faster, came the excited horses hitched to the empty coal wagon.
“Freddie! Freddie! Don’t go out there!” shrilly cried Flossie, as she saw her little brother about to spring into the street.
“But I have to get the baby!” he insisted.
“All right! Then I’ll come with you!” decided Flossie, who had now stopped crying.