She was quite ready to leave the cave, and soon the two children were outside under the trees that still were dripping with rain.
The sun was now shining. Flossie and Freddie had had an adventure, they thought, and that was fun for them.
"Which way is home—I mean where our camp is?" asked Flossie, as she and Freddie walked along together.
"Down this way," he said. "See the path?"
Certainly there was a path leading away from the cave, but Freddie did not stop to think it might lead somewhere else than to Twin Camp. It was a nice, smooth path, though, and he and Flossie set out along it not at all worried.
"I'm hungry," said the little girl, "and I want to get home as soon as I can."
"I'm hungry, too," Freddie said. "We'll soon be home."
But the children might not have reached the camp soon, only that a little later they heard their names called in the wood, and, answering, they found Nan and Bert looking for them in the goat wagon drawn by Whisker.
"Where in the world have you been?" asked Bert of his little brother and sister.
"Oh," answered Freddie, "we've been out in a boat and in a cave and we only had cookies to eat and they were wet and——"