"I declare, I didn't!" he exclaimed. "The fire upset me so that it
slipped my mind. I'll do it the first thing tomorrow. There is no
special hurry. How is the dog, by the way?"

"Oh, he's just lovely!" cried Flossie.

"And I do hope we can keep him forever!" exclaimed Freddie. "'Specially
since Snoop is gone."

"Did you hear anything about our cat?" asked Nan, of her father.

"No. I sent a man to the railroad company, but no stray cat had been
found. I am afraid Snoop is lost, children."

"Oh dear!" cried Flossie.

The next day, having learned from the railroad company where the circus
had gone after the wreck, Mr. Bobbsey sent a letter to the manager,
explaining about the lost silver cup, and the found circus dog. He
asked that the fat lady be requested to write to him, to let him know if
she had taken the cup by accident, and Mr. Bobbsey also wanted to know
if the circus had lost a trick dog.

"There!" he exclaimed as he sent the letter to be mailed, "now we'll
just have to wait for an answer."

Nan and Bert, and Flossie and Freddie were soon having almost as much
fun as they had had at the seashore and in the country. Their town
playmates, who had come back from their vacations, called at the Bobbsey
home, and made up games and all sorts of sports.