"Well, I hope you and Freddie will get along well," said Mamma
Bobbsey. "You are getting older you know, and you must soon begin
to study hard."

"We will," they promised.

The school bell, next Monday morning, called to many rather unwilling
children. The long vacation was over and class days had begun once
more. The four Bobbseys went off together to the building, which
was only a few blocks from their home. Mr. Tetlow was the principal,
and there were half a dozen lady teachers.

"Hello, Nan," greeted Grace Lavine. "May I sit with you this term?"

"Oh, I was going to ask her," said Nellie Parks.

"Well, I was first," spoke Grace, with a pout.

"We'll be in the room where there are three seated desks." said
Nan with a smile. "Maybe we three can be together."

"Oh, we'll ask teacher!" cried Nellie. "That will be lovely!"

"I'm going to sit with Freddie," declared Flossie. "We're to be
together--mamma said so."

"Of course, dear," agreed Nan. "I'll speak to your teacher about
it."