“Look out!” yelled Ned, as he saw the end of the cable hurling toward himself and his chums. They ducked just in time. The other end flopped down in the mud behind Noddy’s car.
The bully looked disconsolate.
“Have to try it again, I guess,” he suggested.
“Not much!” declared Jerry decisively.
“Wha—what?” gasped Noddy.
“No more tries for us,” went on the tall lad. “You’ve stuck too fast for us to pull you out, Noddy. What you need is some pulleys and a derrick. We can’t risk breaking our car, and ripping off the tires. You’ll have to stay there until you can get some one else to pull you out.”
Jerry detached the broken rope from his car, and got in again.
“You—you aren’t going away and leave me; are you?” faltered Noddy.
“You guessed it,” declared Bob.
“Oh, please pull me out!” pleaded the bully.