obbsey with the missing
twins--poor little wet twins, but happy for all that.

"Oh, hurray!" cried Bert, grabbing hold of Harry and dancing around the
room with him. "Now everything's all right!"

"Oh, what happened to you?" asked Nan through her tears, as she kissed
first Freddie and then Flossie and then both the twins at the same time.

"Well, we found them!" said Mr. Bobbsey to Uncle Daniel.

"Where?"

"On Hemlock Island, where the balloon came down. The motor-boat we got
to go across the lake was also wrecked on the same island. And Flossie
and Freddie started out in a rowboat to come to shore, but they got
lost in the fog and had to turn back. And they heard us on the island
and came to us."

"How did you get off if your motor-boat was wrecked?" asked Bert.

"Oh, Captain Craig managed to patch it up, and it got us back to the
mainland. We went back to where we had started from--Captain Craig's
dock--and then we came on here in my auto. Oh, what a day this has
been!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey, sinking wearily into a chair.

"But it all ends happily," said his wife. "Oh, here's Bob Guess!" she
exclaimed, as she noticed the strange boy.

"Yes, and he knows where your missing coat is, and the lap robe, too!"
exclaimed Bert. "Blipper has 'em!"

"My, everything is happening at once!" laughed Mother Bobbsey. "But we
must get Flossie and Freddie to bed. They have had a hard day!"

"Don't want to go to bed!" declared Freddie. "Want to see Bob. Did you
bring the merry-go-round?" he asked.

"As if he hadn't troubles enough!" exclaimed Nan.

Finally the smaller Bobbsey twins were induced to take off their damp
clothes and go to bed, where they fell asleep almost as soon as their
heads touched the pillows. They were very weary, for they had had an
exciting trip, though they did not really think so at the time.

When all the stories had been told of how the children had been found on
the island, how the motor-boat had been repaired, and of the trip back
to the mainland safely made, Mr. Bobbsey turned to Bob Guess.

"Now we can give you a little attention," he said. "What's your
trouble?"

So Bob told the same story he had related to Bert and Nan.

"I always thought there was something wrong about Blipper!" declared the
father of the Bobbsey twins. "Now I know it! We'll get after Blipper in
the morning. You stay here to-night, Bob. We'll call you Bob Guess for
the present, but I think we can find a better name fo