Well, it happened that just then Bully was hopping up a little hill, and he heard Sammie calling.
“That’s Sammie!” exclaimed Bully. “Now, if I can only rescue him!”
So the frog boy hopped on farther, and pretty soon he came to the yard of the house where the boy lived. And Bully peeped in through a knothole in the fence, and he saw Sammie in the cage.
“I’m here, Sammie!” cried Bully through the hole. “Don’t be afraid, I’ll get you out of there.”
“Oh, I’m so glad!” cried Sammie, clapping his paws.
But, after he had said it, Bully saw that it wasn’t going to be very easy to get Sammie out, for the cage was very strong. The boy was in the house cutting up some cabbage for the rabbit, and the little frog knew he would have to work very quickly if he was to rescue Sammie.
So Bully hunted until he found a place where he could crawl under the fence, and he went close up to the cage, and what did he do but hop inside, thinking he could unlock the door for Sammie. For Bully was little enough to hop through between the holes in the wire, but Sammie was too big to get out that way.
But Bully couldn’t open the door because the lock was too strong, and the frog boy couldn’t break the wire.
“Oh, if Nurse Jane Fuzzy-Wuzzy were only here!” he exclaimed, “she could get us out of this trap very soon. But she isn’t.”
“Let’s both together try to break it,” proposed Sammie, but they couldn’t do it. I don’t know what they would have done, and perhaps Sammie would have had to stay there forever, but at that moment along came the old alligator. He looked through the knothole in the fence, and he saw Sammie and Bully in the cage.