"Follow them tracks, and may be you'll find him. It is easy getting out of your trap as well as in."
Bertie eagerly examined the tracks.
"Musquash," said Jack.
"You don't mean to say that there has really been one in the trap?"
"Been in and out again. He has had one good meal, perhaps he will come for another."
Bertie was so delighted at having caught something that at first he did not mind its getting away at all; but when he came to reflect, he was sorry to have lost such a prize. If he could only have carried it home in triumph, how Charley would have stared!
"If that was my trap," said Jack, "I'd fix it."
"What would you do?"
"Tinker that spring so that it wouldn't hold fire, you bet."
"I did not know it needed tinkering."