"I'm going to be hungry, and have something good to eat! That's what
I'll be," declared Flossie quickly. "I'm going to be AWFUL hungry!"

"Oh dear!" exclaimed Nan, but she was laughing. "That's always the way.
Those two want to do something different."

"Well, we can all make believe we're hungry," said Bert. "And maybe
Dinah will give us some cookies to eat."

"There she goes now. I'll ask her!" offered Nan, as she saw the
Bobbsey's fat and good-natured colored cook cross the lawn with a small
basket of clothes to hang up. "We'll have a little play-party out in the
barn."

"But I'm going to be real hungry--not make believe!" said Freddie. "I
want to eat real."

"And so you can!" declared Nan. "I'll get enough for all of us."

A little later the Bobbsey twins--the two pairs of them--were on the way
to the barn that stood a little way back of the house. Mr. Bobbsey did
not live on a farm. He lived in a town, but his place was large enough
to have a barn on it as well as a house. He kept a horse, and sometimes
a cow, but just now there was no cow in the stable--only a horse.

And the horse was not there, either, just then, for it was being used to
pull a wagon about the streets of Lakeport. Mr. Bobbsey had an
automobile, but he also kept the horse, and this animal was sometimes
used by the clerks from the lumber office.