though the wind was blowing them, and seeing this one of the officers pulled loose one comer of the robe and there he saw Flossie, Freddie and Laddie.
"Well, I do declare!" cried a policeman with a red mustache. "It's children!"
"Three of 'em!" cried another.
The the two Bobbsey twins crawled from under the seat, and Laddie came with them, to stand up in the swaying automobile between the two rows of policemen.
"Where in the world did you come from?" asked one officer.
"Under there," answered Freddie, and he pointed to the place where the blankets were still rolled up.
"And how did you get there?"
"We crawled in to get a ride," said Flossie, "and I couldn't help sneezing. That fuzzy blanket tickled my nose so!"
The policemen laughed at this.
"But who are you and where do you belong?" asked one of the officers who, having some stripes on his sleeve and some gold lace on his cap, seemed to be the leader.
