"Nonsense! You're fine!"
"What's the trouble?" cried Will, running forward as he saw his sister and Betty approaching. "Has anything happened?"
"Yes—yes," faltered Grace. "Poor Amy——"
"Is—is she——" began Allen, as he joined his chum.
"It's nothing at all!" said Betty, quickly, seeing that Grace, in her nervousness, might give them a scare. "She is caught in a bear trap, that's all, and we want you to help get her out."
"A bear trap!" cried Will. "One of those spring ones—with heavy jaws?"
"No, a sort of box trap," explained Betty. "We can't raise the door."
"By hemlock!" exclaimed one of the lumbermen who overheard the talk. "It must be the trap I set for that young fellow over at the Jallow cabin."
"Did you set one for him?" asked Will, quickly.
"Yes, and I told him at the time it was a piece of foolishness. There's no bears around now, anyhow, and I said some one might get in it by mistake and be caught. I only rigged it up temporary. The two young fellows wanted to see how it worked. They sprung it after I set it, but they must have set it again, after I left, to see how it worked."