“Come on! Get out of here!” yelled Jack, catching Fred by the arm.
“If I only had a gun!” came from Spouter.
“Come to the door, I tell you, and leave that fox alone!” went on Jack.
“She wants to get at her young ones—that’s what she wants!” burst out Randy.
“Well, she can have her kids for all I care,” answered his twin. “Me for the open spaces,” and he followed Jack and Fred through one room to another and then outside, and the others came swiftly upon their heels.
[Twice the mother fox barked and showed her teeth] viciously, but at the same time she backed around in a semicircle and a few seconds later slunk out of sight through a hole in the back wall of the cabin.
[TWICE THE MOTHER FOX BARKED AND SHOWED HER TEETH.]
“She’s after her little ones, all right enough,” said Jack. “Probably there is another hole leading into the woodshed from the outside.”