“There it is!” exclaimed Bert.
He pointed to a carpenter’s sawhorse in one corner of the building.
For a moment the smaller children looked at it in surprise. Then Freddie burst out laughing.
“Oh, ho! A sawhorse! A sawhorse!” he exclaimed.
“But it has got four legs—one, two, three, four!” counted Flossie. “Oh, isn’t it funny! I thought you meant a real horse, Bert.”
“So did I!” said Freddie.
“And I did, too, for a little while,” admitted Nan. “But pretty soon I thought it must be a joke. And I don’t think it’s a very good joke, either, Bert Bobbsey, so there!”
“Well, let’s see you think of a better joke!” laughed Nan’s twin brother. “Ha! Ha! I had you all fooled! It’s a sawhorse, and you all thought it was a real horse! Oh, ho!”
“I can get on the back of this sawhorse,” announced Freddie. “Look at me!” He ran toward the wooden thing.
“Don’t fall!” cautioned Nan. But this Freddie almost did in climbing up on the sawhorse, which was rather a high one. Bert caught him just in time.