"Yes, I see you kept your word," and Mrs. Bobbsey could not help smiling. "But really we have no place to keep a goat here, and we could hardly take it to Lakeport with us. So I'm afraid Freddie will have to do without it."
"All right," said Mike good-naturedly, as he took the dollar.
Of course Freddie and Flossie were disappointed at not having the goat and wagon, but they soon forgot that when their mother promised to take them to see another play that afternoon.
"It's a wonder Flossie or Freddie didn't try to bring the goat up to our rooms in the elevator," said Bert, when they were in their apartment again.
"Well, he was a good goat!" declared Freddie.
"And he could go fast," added Flossie.
"I was going to play fireman with him when we got back to Lakeport," went on Freddie. "Now I can't."
"I think you'll have just as much fun some other way," said his mother, laughing.
Three days after that, when Mrs. Bobbsey
