"Got to break through pretty soon or stop trying," Bunny gasped, as they halted the attack to regain wind. "If we once get inside anywhere, we can open those double doors and roll out the car. After that, we might save the barn. But if the gasoline ever explodes—well, that will finish everything."
"Let's try it again!" Bi lunged against the door with fierce energy. "Maybe the big wooden bar that holds across the middle will jump loose if we jar it enough. Ugh!" He grunted as the board struck the door.
"All together, Bi! Once more! I think I felt it move." They hammered the wood home, but in spite of the whirlwind of blows the door did nothing but sag a little and stick fast.
"Thank goodness!" ejaculated Bunny, as they halted after this assault. "Roundy's found the bell, anyhow."
"Dang! Bang! Dang! Bang!" The clapper of the high-school bell was swinging wilder and harder against the metal sides than ever before in its short life.
"Now, if that brings help, and if Nap gets a little action over the telephone, and if Jump and S. S. bring up the hose cart, we have a chance even yet. Where's Bonfire? And where's Specs?"
As if in answer to his name, Bonfire appeared, red-faced and breathless, holding a short two-by-four in his hand.
"Looked all over Peterson's woodshed for an ax, but couldn't find a thing except this. You can see the fire through the little stall window. It's just beginning to wake up. Didn't Specs find anything?"
"Specs! Isn't he with you?"
"With me? No!" Bonfire's eyes opened wide.