as our cup! Oh, papa, make her give back our Snoop!"
Mr. Bobbsey laughed.
"You see how it is," he said. "She has our cat, and we have their dog. We'll have to give up our dog to get our cat."
The Bobbsey twins had not thought of this before. They looked strangely at one another.
"Papa!" cried Freddie, jumping up and down in his excitement, "can't we keep both—the circus dog and our cat? Oh, do please, let us."
"But maybe Snap would fight Snoop," said Flossie. "We wouldn't want that."
Freddie thought for a moment.
"I don't believe he would," he said at last.
"Well," said Papa Bobbsey, after a bit, "I'll see what I can do. I'll write to the fat lady, telling her how to ship your silver cup, and also how to send Snoop. And I'll ask if we can buy Snap. How will that do?"
"Fine!" cried all the Bobbsey twins at once, and they made a rush for Mr. Bobbsey, hugging and kissing him.
