"Keep away, Danny Rugg," answered Bert. "I want nothing to do with you, and I haven't been to see Mr. Ringley." "Yes, you did go and see him," insisted Danny. "Wasn't he to see my father last night?" "Did Mr. Ringley come to see your father?" asked Bert curiously. "Yes, he did. And my father--but never mind that now," broke off the tall boy. He had been on the point of saying that his father had given him a severe thrashing. "I'm going to fix you, Bert Bobbsey." "Don't you dare to strike my brother, Danny Rugg!" put in Nan, stepping in between them. How much further the quarrel might have gone, it is impossible to say, for just then Mr. Tetlow put in an appearance, and Danny sneaked off in great haste. When the children came from school they learned that Mrs. Bobbsey had been down-town, buying some shoes for herself and Flossie. "Mr. Ringley was telling me about his broken window," said she to her husband. "He found out that Danny Rugg broke it. Old Mr. Roscoe saw Danny do it. He didn't know Danny at the time, but he has found out since who Danny was." "That Rugg boy is a bad one," answered Mr. Bobbsey. "I suppose Mr. Ringley made the Ruggs pay for the window." "Oh, yes, and Mr. Rugg said he was going to correct Danny, too." The children heard this talk, but said nothing at the time. But later Nan called Bert out into the garden. "I see it all," she whispered to her twin brother. "That's why Mr. Roscoe asked me who Danny was, and that's why he said Danny was such a bad boy." "I'm glad in one way that Danny has been found out," answered Bert, "for that clears me." And he was right, for he never heard of the broken window again. The children were still waiting anxiously for a letter from their Uncle Dan or their Aunt Sarah. At last a letter came and they listened to it with great delight. "Oh, what do you think?" cried Nan, dancing up to Bert. "We are to go to Meadow Brook as soon as vacation begins!" "Good!" shouted Bert, throwing his cap into the air. "Won't we have the best times ever was!" And this proved to be a fact. What happened to the Bobbsey twins at Meadow Brook will be told in another book, which I shall call, "The Bobbsey Twins in the Country." The country is a lovely place, especially in the summer time, and all of my young readers can rest assured that the twins enjoyed themselves at Meadow Brook to the utmost. "I'll be so glad to see Cousin Harry again," said Bert. "And I'll be glad to see Aunt Sarah," piped in Freddie. "She makes such _beau_tiful pies!" "Think of the lovely big barn," put in Flossie. "It's just like a--a palace to play in on wet days!" "Oh, Flossie, to compare a barn to a palace!" exclaimed Nan. "But it is a nice place after all," she added, after a moment's thought.