Ted and Janet looked at each other. They, too, had forgotten their small brother. But a moment later a cry was heard:
“Come and get me out! Come and get me out!”
“There’s Trouble now!” exclaimed Janet.
“Oh, what has happened to William now?” sighed Mrs. Martin.
By this time Janet had run into the front yard, and from there she shouted:
“Here’s Trouble! He’s all right! But he’s got his head stuck in the fence and he can’t get loose!”
Mrs. Martin and Ted rushed out to find that the little boy had stuck his head in between two pickets of the fence, at a place where one picket was loose. His head had gone in easily enough, but when he tried to draw back his ears stuck out so he couldn’t.
“Oh, my poor little William!” said his mother.
“I’ll get him loose!” exclaimed Ted, which he did, by pulling off the loose picket so there was room enough for his little brother to draw back his head.
Trouble was frightened, and the skin, back of his ears, was scratched a little, but otherwise he was not hurt.