"I think it would be lovely!"
"So do I!" echoed the Bobbsey twins.
"Well, then, we'll think about it," promised their father. "You will have some happy days to think about until it is time to go. And now I think it is time for my little Fairy and my brave Fireman to go to bed." Daddy Bobbsey sometimes called the small twins by these pet names. "Come on! Up to bed!" he called. "We'll talk more about the Bolton County Fair another day!"
As he was carrying the smaller children up to bed, a style of travel the little twins loved, there came a ring at the front door bell. Dinah, who answered, came back to say:
"Dere's a p'liceman outside whut wants to see yo', Mr. Bobbsey."
"Yas, sah!"
"A policeman for me?"
"Yas, sah!"
"Dear me!" Mr. Bobbsey murmured. "What can be the matter now!"