“What’s the matter?” asked Margie.
“Isn’t this the place where we left our lunch?” asked Lucy.
“Yes, right there by that big rock,” said Margie.
“Well, it isn’t here now!” went on Lucy.
“What! Has somebody taken our lunch?” cried Margie.
“I don’t know whether or not anybody has taken it,” spoke Lucy as she looked around. “But our lunch is gone. There is nothing left of it but some crumbs and paper!”
“Then somebody ate our lunch when we ran to see about Nellie falling in the brook!” cried Margie.
“Somebody—or some animal,” spoke Lucy as she continued to look about. “And from the way the paper is torn and scattered and from the marks here, I would say it was an animal, Margie.”
“What marks? What animal, Lucy?”
“Hoof marks of a deer,” replied Teddy’s sister. “That deer must have jumped the brook, after it scared Nellie, and it came here and ate our food.”