journey seemed very short. Soon the Bobbsey home was reached. There
were lights in it, for Sam, the colored man, had been telephoned to, to
have the place opened for the family. Sam came out on the stoop to
greet them and his wife Dinah.

"Here we are!" cried Papa Bobbsey. "Come, Flossie Freddie we're home."

Flossie and Freddie did not answer. They were fast asleep, their heads
on the shaggy back of the big dog.

CHAPTER V
SNAP DOES TRICKS

"WE'LL have to carry them in," said Mr. Bobbsey, as he looked in the
rear of the auto, and saw his two little twins fast asleep on the dog's
back.

"I'll take 'em," said Sam kindly. "Many a time I'se carried 'em in
offen de porch when dey falled asleep. I'll carry 'em in."

And he did, first taking Flossie, and then Freddie. Then he and Dinah
brought in the bundles and valises, while Nan and Bert and Mr. and Mrs.
Bobbsey followed, having bidden goodnight to Mr. Blake, and thanking him
for the ride.

"Where - where are we?" asked Flossie, rubbing her eyes and looking
around the room which she had not seen in some months.

"An' - an' where's our dog?" demanded Freddie.