Mr. Bobbsey peered down the road.

"I can see something," he said. "It's coming nearer."

"Oh dear!" cried Nan, trembling with fear.

Just then a bark sounded--a friendly bark.

"It's a dog!" said Mrs. Bobbsey. "Oh, I'm so glad it wasn't--an
elephant," and she hugged Freddie and Flossie.

"Pooh! I wasn't afraid!" cried Freddie. "If it had been an elephant
I--I'd give him a cookie, and maybe he'd let me ride home on his
back."

The animal barked louder now, and a moment later he came into sight
on a moonlit part of the path. The children could see that it was
a big, shaggy white dog, who wagged his tail in greeting as he
walked up to them.

"Oh, what a lovely dog!" cried Nan, "I wonder where he belongs?"

The fine animal came on. Bert snapped his fingers, boy-fashion.

Instantly the dog stood up on his hind legs and began marching
about in a circle on the path.

"Oh, what a queer dog!" cried Flossie. "Oh I wish he was ours!"