"Well, I get out, don't I?" pouted Freddie, not feeling very happy in
his wet clothing.

"Now we must hurry home," insisted Mrs. Bobbsey, as she put Freddie in
the donkey cart, while Dorothy, after pulling off her wet shoes and
stockings, put a robe over her feet, whipped up the donkeys, Doodle
and Dandy, and with Freddie and Flossie in the seat of the cart, the
shells and net in the bottom, started off towards the cliffs, there to
fix Freddie up in dry clothing. Of course he was not "wet to the
skin," as he said, but his shoes and stockings were soaked, and his
waist was wet, and that was enough. Five minutes later Dorothy pulled
up the donkeys at the kitchen door, where Dinah took Freddie in her
arms, and soon after fixed him up.

"You is de greatest boy for fallin' in," she declared. "Nebber saw
sech a faller. But all de same you'se Dinah's baby boy," and
kind-hearted Dinah rubbed Freddie's feet well, so he would not take
cold; then, with fresh clothing, she made him just as comfortable and
happy as he had been when he had started out shell hunting.


CHAPTER XI
DOWNY ON THE OCEAN

"Harry is coming to-day," Bert told Freddie, on the morning following
the shell hunt, "and maybe Aunt Sarah will come with him. I'm going
to get the cart now to drive over to the station. You may come along,
Freddie, mother said so. Get your cap and hurry up," and Bert rushed
off to the donkey barn to put Doodle and Dandy in harness.