want to take it," said Tommy. "I don't mind the walk."

"Come on, take it!" insisted Mr. Bobbsey. "You can run some errands for
me later on, and earn it, if you like that better."

"Yes, I'll do that," said Tommy, and this time he took the money. "I'll
run errands for you whenever you want me to," he added, as he started
toward the street car.

"All right," said Mr. Bobbsey with a laugh. "And tell your grandmother
that we will get her more sewing to do."

"She'll be glad to hear that," Tommy said. He was quite a little man,
though no older than Bert.

"And I won't forget about taking my saved-up money to buy a ship, so you
and I can go and get your father from the desert island," said Freddie,
as Tommy got on the car.

"And I'm coming too," added Flossie. "You said I could cook."

"You ought to take Dinah along to cook," laughed Nan.

"Maybe we will; sha'n't we, Freddie?" asked his little sister.

"Well, if we can get a ship big enough for her and us we will," Freddie
decided. "But I haven't got much money, and Dinah needs lots of room."

With Snap and Snoop now safe, the Bobbseys and Dinah got in a carriage
and left the station to drive to their home. On the way they saw the man
whose dog had barked at Snap. The man had the animal by a chain and was
leading him along. Snap growled as he looked out and saw him.

"Be quiet, sir!" ordered Bert.

"Yes, be nice and quiet like Snoop," said Flossie.

"There's our house!" cried Freddie, as they turned a corner. "Why, it's
been painted!" he added, in surprise.

"Oh, so it has!" exclaimed Nan.

"Yes, I had it painted while you were at Meadow Brook," returned Mr.
Bobbsey. "Do you like it?" he asked his wife.

"Yes, it's a lovely color. But I'd like it anyhow for it's _home_. It
was nice in the country, but I'm glad to be home again."

"So are we!" cried Flossie. "We'll have lots of fun here; sha'n't we,
Freddie?"

"That's what we will!"

"Home again! Home again!" gaily sang Nan as her father opened the front
door, and they all went in. "We're all at home again!"

CHAPTER V

TOMMY'S TROUBLES

"Oh, there's Johnnie Wilson!" cried Freddie Bobbsey. "I'm going to call
to him to come into our yard."

"Yes, and there's Alice Boyd," added Flossie. "I'm going to play with
her. She's got a new doll. Come on over, Alice!" she called.

"And you come over, too, Johnnie!" shouted Freddie.

A boy and a girl came running across the street to the Bobbsey hous