ur folks
know you are all right," the man said. "They will be worrying, and if we
can't get another car we may find an automobile."

The car conductor knew where there was a telephone in a drug store that
they passed a little later, and the man called up Mr. Bobbsey at the
lumber office.

Mr. Bobbsey and the strange man talked a while over the telephone, and
then the man, coming back to where the twins were just finishing their
glasses of hot chocolate which he had bought for them, said:

"Your father is going to send the automobile for you, so we will stay
here until it comes. I told him where we were."

"Was he worried?" asked Flossie.

"Yes, very much," the man answered. "Bert, your brother, went out to
look for you but could not find you, and your father was just about to
start out."

"Well, we're all right now," said Freddie, "and we thank you very much."

"Oh, that's all right," said the man, with a laugh. "In finding you I
found myself, for I was lost, too."

In about half an hour Mr. Bobbsey's automobile came along, he himself
being in it. He jumped out and hurried into the drug store.

"Flossie! Freddie!" he cried. "We were _so_ worried about you! What
happened?"

"Oh, we just got lost," said Freddie, calmly, "and this nice man found
us."

"We found each other," said the stranger, with a smile, "and now that I
have done all I can, I think I will go on my way. I came to Lakeport to
find my mother and my son. They'll be surprised to see me for they think
that I am dead."

"You don't say so!" cried Mr. Bobbsey. "Where does your mother live?"

"Somewhere in Lakeport. At least she and my son did the last I heard,
though they may have moved. Perhaps you can direct me. My name is Henry
Todd, and I am looking for a Mrs. James Todd and her grandson, Tommy
Todd. I am a sea captain, and I was wrecked a number of years ago. It
was on a lonely island and----"

"Say!" cried Freddie, so excited that he slipped right off the
soda-water counter seat. "Say! Are you--are you Tommy Todd's father?"

"Yes, that's who I am," the man said. "But what do you know of Tommy?"

"Why, we'd been leaving a basket of things at his house--with Tommy's
grandmother. Then we went out in the storm and got lost," Freddie cried
in much excitement. "Oh, if you are Tommy's father we won't have to buy
a ship and go off to the desert island looking for you, like Robinson
Crusoe. Oh, how glad he'll be that you have come back!"

"And