Bobbsey. "Oh dear! Can you find her later, Richard?"

"I think so. But it will take some time. The circus is going to
Danville - that's a hundred miles from here. But I will write to the
managers there, and ask them to get our cup from the fat lady."

"But where is Snoop?" asked Freddie, with much anxiety.

"I don't know, my dear," answered Mr. Bobbsey. "I asked the circus men
if they had seen him, but they were too busy to remember. He may be
running around some where. But we can't wait any longer. We must get
home. I'll speak to one of the switchmen, who stay around here, and if
they see Snoop I'll have them keep him for us. We'll come back tomorrow
and inquire."

"But we want Snoop now!" exclaimed Freddie, fretfully.

"I'm afraid we can't get him," said Mrs. Bobbsey, gently. "Come,
children, let's go home now, and leave it to papa. Oh, to think of your
lovely silver cup being gone!"

"Snoop is worse," said Flossie, almost crying.

"I - I'm sorry I let the fat lady take the cup," spoke Freddie.

"Oh, you meant all right, my dear," said his mamma, "and it was very
kind of you. But we really ought to start. We may miss a trolley.
Come, Dinah, can you carry all you have?"

"'Deed an' I can, Mrs. Bobbsey. But I suah am sorry 'bout dat ar'