Freddie. "But this one is pretty big, too!" and he pointed down at the large swimming turtle, which, just then, stuck his head up out of the water. He seemed to be nearly a yard long and almost as broad.
"Oh!" screamed Flossie, as she saw the big turtle so close to her. "Can he get out of the water. Daddy?"
"No, indeed," laughed Mr. Bobbsey.
"I can't see him very good," said Freddie, and he gave a little jump up from the foot-rail on which he was standing.
Freddie must have jumped up harder and farther than he had any idea of, for before Bert, who was standing near his little brother, could put out a hand to hold him, the flaxen-haired twin had fairly dived over the rail, and down into the tank he fell with a great splash.
No, not such a great splash, either, for Freddie did not fall directly into the water. Instead, only his two fat legs and feet went in, for the small boy landed, sitting right up on the broad back of the big turtle! Right down on the turtle's back fell Freddie Bobbsey.
