"And I want to take Dinah a present!" declared Nan.
"Yes, we must do a little shopping for things like that," said Mrs. Bobbsey. "You children will have a chance next week."
And they talked of that, and the things they would buy, until the automobile stopped at the Martin house, when they all went inside.
After supper, or dinner as it is more often called, the children had fun playing games and looking at picture books, while the older folk talked among themselves. Mr. and Mrs. Martin were quite interested in hearing of how the Chinese children cried when the fire cracker went off.
"I have never seen any of the ambassadors or the ministers from the Oriental countries wear their native dress," said Mr. Martin. "But there is no reason why they shouldn't."
"No," said Mr. Bobbsey, "there isn't. If we went to a foreign country we would want to wear the clothes we had always worn at home, and we wouldn't like to be stared at for doing it, either."
The evening passed pleasantly, but at last
