“Show us where he is, little girl,” said the other man, and Janet led the way.
On her way back through the woods with the lumbermen, the little Curlytop girl half feared that when she reached the place where she had left Ted stuck in the log she might find his feet being nibbled by the same fox they had tried to catch. But nothing like this had happened.
There was the log; there was no sign of a fox or other wild animal; and Ted’s feet were still sticking out, waving slowly.
“Here we are, Ted!” cried Janet. “I’ve brought back two lumbermen with me.”
“Oh, get me out! Get me out!” wailed Ted, in a muffled voice.
“We’ll soon have you out, little man,” said one of the lumbermen. “Don’t be afraid. We can easily split this log,” he added to his companion.
“That’s right,” agreed the other. “See,” he said to Janet, “this log has a big crack all the way along it. We’ll just put in some wedges and they will make the crack wider. Then the hole in the log will get bigger and we can pull your brother out.”
“Oh, I hope you can!” sighed Janet.
“Sure we can!” declared one of the lumbermen. “Stay quiet now, little man,” he added.
And Teddy kept very still and quiet inside the log while on the outside the lumbermen cut and drove in with their axes some wedges of wood.