"'Deed an' he am, honey," said Dinah with a smile, laughing so that she
shook all over her big, fleshy body.
"I 'specs he's lonesome; aren't you, Snoop?" asked Flossie, poking her
finger in one of the cracks, to caress, as well as she could, a fat,
black cat. The cat, like Dinah the cook, went with the Bobbseys on all
their summer outings.
"Well, maybe he am lonesome," admitted Dinah, with another laugh, "but
he's been real good. He hadn't yowled once - not once!"
"He'll soon be out of his cage; won't you, Snoop?" said Freddie, and
then he and his sister went on to the water cooler. Near it they saw
something else to look at. This was the sight of a very, very fat lady
who occupied nearly all of one seat in the end of the car. She was so
large that only a very little baby could have found room beside her.
"Look - look at her," whispered Flossie to Freddie, as they paused. The
fat woman's back was toward them, and she seemed to be much interested
in looking out of the window.
"She is fat," admitted Freddie. "Did you ever see one so big before?"
"Only in a circus," said Flossie.
"She'd make make two of Dinah," went on her brother.
"She would not," contradicted Flossie quickly. "'Cause Dinah's black,
and this lady is white."
"That's so," admitted Freddie, with smile. "I didn't think of that."
A sway of the train nearly made Flossic fall, and she caught quickly at
her brother.
"Look out!" he cried.
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