He insisted upon it, and soon Nan was on the sled behind Flossie, and
Bert and Freddie were hauling them along where pulling was easy. This
was great sport for Freddie, and he puffed and snorted like a real
horse, and kicked up his heels, very much to Flossie's delight.
"Gee-dap!" shrieked the little maiden. "Gee-dap!" and moved back and
forth on the sled, to make it go faster. Away went Freddie and Bert, as
fast as the legs of the little fellow could travel. They went down a
long hill and through a nice side street, and it was a good half hour
before they reached home,--just in time for a good hot supper.
CHAPTER V
BERT'S GHOST
Bert felt relieved to learn that Mr. Ringley did not know who had broken
the store window, but he was still fearful that the offense might be
laid at his door. He was afraid to trust Danny Rugg, and did not know
what the big boy might do.
"He may say I did it, just to clear himself," thought Bert. "And if Mr.
Ringley comes after me, he'll remember me sure."
But his anxiety was forgotten that evening, when some of the neighbors
dropped in for a call.
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