“So’m I!” added Freddie.
“Well, you may play out for a time,” said Nan, acting the part of a “little mother.” Then she told the two smaller twins to go in and get on their rubber boots and old coats, so if they fell down, as they often did when playing, no damage would be done.
After some jolly fun out of doors the Bobbsey twins entered the house by the side door to get ready for the evening meal. As they did so the bell at the front door rang.
“I guess that’s Aunt Sallie,” said Nan. “She telephoned that she’d be here about this time.”
“Is the misery in her back better?” asked Freddie.
“I guess so,” Nan answered as she went to the door, followed by the two smaller twins. And when Nan opened the door, there stood Aunt Sallie, her bag in her hand, and the snowflakes swirling around her.
“Well, my dears, here I am,” she announced.
“We’re glad you came,” said Nan politely.
“How’s your back?” asked Freddie.
“What’s that?” cried the old lady. “You say the train ran off the track? Good gracious! I hope your folks weren’t hurt! Oh, dear!”