"But, Flossie and Freddie, you mustn't come here alone again," said Mr. Bobbsey.
"If it rains and we're near here can't we come in if we haven't an umbrella?" asked Freddie.
"Well, yes, perhaps if it rains. But you mustn't go out in a drifting boat again, rain or no rain," ordered Mr. Bobbsey.
Flossie and Freddie promised they would not, as they always did, and then the camping family started back for their tents.
"What do you think of that cave, the boat's being taken and all that's happened?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey in a whisper of her husband, as they walked toward camp together.
"I don't know what to think," he said slowly.
"Do you suppose the gypsies could be in there?"
"Well, they might. But don't let the children know. They are having a good time here and there's no need, as yet, to frighten them."
For the next few days there were happy times in Twin Camp. The children went on many rides in the goat wagon and had other fun. Then, one afternoon when they were all sitting near the tents waiting for Dinah to get dinner, they saw a steamer heading toward the little dock.
"Oh, maybe it's company!" cried Flossie, clapping her hands.