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"I know how to get past that fence," the little twin went on.
"How?" asked his father, rather absent-mindedly. "How?"
"Just cut the wires!" said Freddie, as though no one but himself had thought of that. "If I had one of those cutter-things the telephone man had, when he climbed the pole in front of our house, I could cut the wires and we could go right on up the creek."
"Yes, I suppose so, my little fat fireman," said Mr. Bobbsey. "But I don't believe the man who put that fence up there would let us cut the wires."
"It's queer," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "That fence wasn't across the creek before, was it?"
"I don't know," answered her husband. "It looks as though it had been put up lately—even last night, perhaps. But I haven't been along the creek in some time, so I can't be sure."
"It wasn't here last week, that's certain," Captain White spoke. "For I was up here then fishing, and I didn't see it. I fancy that Mr. Hardee knows something about it."
"I shouldn't wonder," agreed Mr. Bobbsey.