"Why—er—yes—I guess so," and Nan looked at the postal again.
"Oh, I know!" cried Freddie. "It's that goat I almost bought in New York—Mike's goat! Oh, did daddy get a goat for us as he promised?" asked the little boy of his mother.
CHAPTER V
A BUMPY RIDE
The Bobbsey twins—all four of them—stood in a circle about their mother, looking eagerly at her and at the postal card which Nan had handed to her. Freddie and Flossie were smiling expectantly while Nan and Bert looked as though they were not quite sure whether or not it was a joke.
"Is it really a goat, Mother?" asked Bert.
"Well, that's what this postal says," answered Mrs. Bobbsey. "A goat and cart have arrived at the express office, and your father is asked to come to get them and take them away."
"Course he's got to take 'em away," said Freddie. "The goat'll be hungry there, for he can't get anything to eat."