The Bobbsey Twins on Blueberry Island. Page 230
"Here comes Snap! Here comes Snap! Oh, Flossie! our dog that was lost is found! Here's Snap!"
CHAPTER XXII
HAPPY DAYS
There was no doubt about it. There was Snap, alive and happy, if one could tell that last by the way he barked and tried to kiss both Flossie and Freddie at the same time with his red tongue. It was Snap, but he was thinner than when at home in Lakeport, and his nice coat of hair was muddy in some places, and not at all neat.
"Oh, but it's Snap! It's our Snap!" cried Freddie in delight.
"And he found us!" added Flossie. "Now the gypsies can't make us stay here," and standing beside the big dog she looked boldly at the dark men who were now standing about the table.
A man came running out of the darkness of what seemed to be a small cave inside the larger one, and cried:
"He broke away! I couldn't keep him any longer. He seemed to hear some one calling him."