When Jan brought this and put it down in the hole, Ted could easily climb out.
“I guess I won’t dig any more now,” he said. “I’ll cover up the hole with some boards, and maybe to-morrow I’ll go deeper.”
Jan helped her brother put some pieces of wood over the hole and then she went off to play with her doll while Ted found Tom Taylor, and the two boys played marbles in the shade.
That night, just as the Curlytops were going to bed, there was a queer howling in the yard.
“What’s that?” asked their mother.
“It sounds like Skyrocket,” said Daddy Martin.
“Oh, it is our dog!” cried Ted. “Something has bit him.”
“Maybe he has bit some person, or maybe a cat,” said his father. “I’ll go and see what it is.”
The Curlytops waited anxiously until their father came back. When he did he was laughing, and he carried Skyrocket in his arms.
“I found him down in a big hole in the yard,” said Mr. Martin. “Poor Skyrocket couldn’t get up. He had fallen through the boards that were over the hole. I wonder how it got there?”