Your
papa was afraid you had been drowned in the lake."
An evening dinner was in waiting for them, and sitting down to satisfy
their hunger, they told their story, to which all of the others listened
with much interest.
"You can be thankful you weren't blown clear to the other end of the
lake," said Mr. Bobbsey. "I think after this you had better leave
ice-boating alone."
"I know I shall!" declared Nan.
"Oh, I'll be more careful, papa, after this," pleaded Bert. "You know I
promised to go out again with Charley."
"Well then, don't go when the wind is strong," and Bert promised.
"I'm so glad the dog didn't bite you," said little Flossie. "He might
have given you hy--hy_dro_pics."
"Flossie means hydrophobics," put in Freddie. "Ain't no hy_dro_pics, is
there, Bert?"
"Oh, Freddie, you mean hydrophobia!" burst out Nan, with a laugh.
"No, I mean hydrophobics," insisted the little fellow. "That's what
Dinah calls them anyway."
After the adventure on the ice boat matters ran smoothly with the
Bobbsey twins for two weeks and more. There was a great deal of snow and
as a consequence Freddie and Flossie stayed home from school most of the
time.
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