But Flossie and Freddie, thinking their father really meant what he said, burst out eagerly to deny his fear that he was to be forgotten.
“Oh, no, Daddy!” cried Flossie. “You’re going to get another present—a lovely one!”
“Yes, and another one too, besides that!” added Freddie.
“You don’t mean it!” cried Mr. Bobbsey, pretending to be very much surprised. “Well! Well! I must hurry and finish opening this box, for, after I see what is in it, I’ll get the other presents—maybe.”
“You sure will!” chuckled Bert.
“Listen!” whispered Nan.
Again came a low, wailing cry from within the box.
“There!” suddenly cried Mr. Bobbsey. He pried off nearly all of the top boards and out from the midst of a lot of vegetables jumped—Snoop! Snoop, the big, black Bobbsey cat!
“Oh!” cried Freddie. “Look at him!”
“Snoop!” shouted Bert.