two pairs of twins were quite a contrast, and many persons stopped to
look at them as they passed along the street together.

"No, sir," went on Bert musingly, "school's no fun, and it starts about
a week after we get home. No chance to have a good time!"

"We've had fun all summer," replied his sister. "I rather like school."

"Mamma, are we going to school this year?" asked Flossie, as she looked
back with a quick turning of her head that set her yellow curls to
dancing.

"If we are, I'm going to sit with Flossie - can't I?" asked Freddie,
kneeling in the seat so that he could face back to his father and
mother.

Indeed his request was not strange, since the two younger twins were
always together even more so than their brother and sister.

"Yes, I think you and Freddie will start school regularly this term,"
said Mrs. Bobbsey, "and, if it can be arranged, you may sit together.
We'll see about that. Be careful, Freddie, don't put your head out of
the window," she cautioned quickly, for the little chap had turned in
his seat again, and was leaning forward to see a horse galloping about a
field, kicking up its heels at the sound of the puffing engine.

"It's my turn to sit by the window, anyhow," said Flossie.

"It is not! We haven't passed a station yet," disputed Freddie.