"Look at Trouble!" he exclaimed.
Baby William had crawled through the fence and was close to the dangerous heels of the bucking bronco.
CHAPTER XIII
MISSING CATTLE
For a moment none of the cowboys made a move. They were too frightened at what might happen to Trouble. If it had been one of their own friends who had gone into the corral where the dangerous bronco was standing, they would have known what to do.
They would have called for him to "Look out!" and the cowboy would have kept away from the animal. But it was different with Trouble. To him one horse was like another. He liked them all, and he never thought any of them would kick or bite him. The bucking bronco was most dangerous of all.
"Oh, Trouble!" exclaimed Janet softly.
"I—I'll get him!" whispered Teddy. "I can crawl in there and run and get him before that bronco—"
"You stay right where you are, Curlytop!" exclaimed Jim Mason. "We don't want you both hurt, and if you go in there now you might start that crazy horse to kicking. Stay where you are. I'll get Trouble for you."