“But, Daddy!” cried Janet, as she ran toward him, “there are bears! Real ones! And Trouble saw them first.”
“Nonsense!” exclaimed Mr. Martin, emerging from behind the auto, where he was making sure the tent flaps were fast.
“Yes, here are two bears, Dick!” said his wife. “And they’re coming right for us! We’d certainly better do something!”
“I’ll do something!” cried Ted, picking up a blazing brand. “I’ll scare ’em with this!”
“No! No! You mustn’t!” objected his mother.
“Bears are afraid of fire!” stated Ted.
“These don’t seem to be,” observed Janet. “They’re coming right for us!”
She had turned, on her way to join her father, and she saw the shaggy creatures still shuffling along. By this time Mr. Martin had reached the open place and he had a sight of the bears.
“Bless my stars!” cried the father of the Curlytops. “Who would have thought to find bears here? But they must be tame bears!”
“I certainly hope so!” exclaimed his wife.