"We'll leave Whisker hitched up," said Nan. "I'll go in and finish sewing up that hole in my stocking I was mending."
"And I'll stay out here in the goat wagon," said Freddie, while Flossie nodded her head to say she would do the same thing.
A little later, and before Bert had come back from his father's office, Helen Porter came walking past the Bobbsey house. Looking in the yard, she saw Flossie and Freddie seated in the goat wagon.
"Come on in," invited Flossie. "We're having a make-believe ride, and you can ride too. Can't she, Freddie?"
"Yep. An' I'm going to drive—make-believe. Come on, Helen. When Bert comes I'll ask him to take us to help find the gypsies and get back your doll."
Helen hurried in and took her place in the wagon, and the three children had lots of fun pretending they were going on a long trip. They did not really go, for the goat was tied to a post.
"I wish Bert would hurry back," said Flossie, after a bit. "I'm tired of staying in one place so long."
"So'm I," said Freddie. Then he got out of the wagon and began loosening the strap by which the goat was fastened to the post.
"What're you doing?" Flossie asked.
"I—I just want to see what Whisker'll do," answered the little boy. "Maybe he's tired of standing still."