"What in the world are you doing?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey. "Oh, dear, how
I do dread a rainy day!" for it was pouring outside, and the older, as
well as the younger twins had to stay in doors.

"We're playing circus," explained Freddie gravely, as he peered
between the "bars" of the cage made of chairs. "Snap is a lion," went
on the little fellow. "Growl, Snap!"

And Snap, always ready to have fun, growled and barked to satisfy the
most exacting circus lover.

"Oh dear!" cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "I'll never get this room straightened
out again."

"Oh, we'll fix it, mamma, after the circus," said Flossie sweetly.
"Sit down and see the show. I'll make Snoop do some of the tricks the
fat circus lady taught her," and Flossie lifting up one corner of the
sheet, showed the black cat curled up on a cushion, while back of her,
tied by one leg, was Downy the pet duck.

"This was going to be the happy family cage," explained Flossie, "only
when we had Snap in here he kept playing with Downy, and Downy quacked
and that made Snoop nervous so we couldn't do it very well."

"So we made Snap the lion, and part of the time he's going to be the
tiger," said Freddie. "Dinah is going to give us some blueing that she
uses on the clothes, and I'm going to paint stripes on Snap."

"Don't you dare do it," said Mrs. Bobbsey, "The idea of painting blue
stripes on poor Snap! Whoever heard of a blue-striped tiger?" and she