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CHAPTER XXI
THE FAT LADY'S LETTER
"Well," remarked Nan Bobbsey, a few days after it had become known that Danny Rugg was to blame for the fire in the boathouse, "I wish we could find out, as easily as we found out about Danny, who has our cat Snoop."
"So do I," added Flossie. "Poor Snoop! I do miss him so much."
"So do I!" exclaimed Freddie. "But Snap is a nice dog, and I guess I like dogs better than cats, anyhow."
"Why, Freddie Bobbsey!" cried Nan. "Don't you love Snoop any more?"
"Oh, yes, 'course I do, but then he isn't here to be loved, and Snap is."
"Yes. I guess that does make a difference," admitted Nan. "I wonder if papa wouldn't let us go down to the railroad office and inquire once more about him? Maybe, as it's getting
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