"Well, let us wait and see what Santa Claus can do," said Mrs. Bobbsey.
Inside of the store was a candy counter near the doorway, and there was
no peace for Mrs. Bobbsey until she had purchased some chocolate drops
for Flossie, and a long peppermint cane for Freddie. Then they walked
around, down one aisle and up another, admiring the many things which
were displayed.
"Bert said they had a lavater," said Freddie presently. "Mamma, I want
to go in the lavater."
"Lavater?" repeated Mrs. Bobbsey, with a puzzled look. "Why, Freddie,
what do you mean?"
"He means the stairs that runs up and down on a big rope," put in
Flossie.
"Oh, the elevator," said the mother. "Very well, you shall both ride in
the elevator."
It was great sport to ride to the third story of the store, although the
swift way in which the elevator moved made the twins gasp a little.
"Let us go down again," said Freddie. "It's ever so much nicer than
climbing the stairs."
"I wish to make a few purchases first," answered the mother.
She had come to buy a rug for the front hallway, and while she was busy
in the rug and carpet department she allowed the twins to look at a
number of toys which were located at the other end of the floor.
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