The letter was sent to the fat lady, and then came a time of anxious waiting. Never before had the children seemed to care so much for Snap.
One day a letter came, saying that the silver cup had been sent, and also Snoop, the cat.
"But what about Snap, papa?" asked Nan.
"Does she say the circus will sell him?"
"No, the man who owns him is away for a few days. When he comes back he will let me know. But, anyhow, you will have your cup and cat back."
"But we want Snap, too!" said Flossie.
Several more days passed. They lengthened into a week, and still no news came from where the circus was: All the Bobbsey twins could hope was that their cat and cup were on the way, and that the man who owned Snap would consent to sell him.
The twins did not feel much like having fun. There was a warm spell, and all the snow had melted.
One day an express wagon stopped in front of the Bobbsey house. ter. It was a Saturday, and there was no
