“However will you get out yourself, then, Larry darling?” cried Eileen.
“The two of you can give me your hands,” said Larry, “and I’ll be up in no time.”
Then Larry jumped down into the hole. He caught the little pig in his arms. The little pig squealed harder than ever and tried to get away, but Larry held it up as high as he could.
Eileen and Dennis reached down and each got hold of one of the pig’s front feet. “Now then for you!” cried Larry.
He gave the pig a great shove. He shoved so hard that Eileen and Dennis both fell over backwards into a puddle! But they held tight to the pig, and there the three of them were together, rolling in the bog with the pig on top of them!
“Hold her, hold her!” shrieked Larry. By standing on tiptoe his nose was just above the edge of the bog-hole, so he could see them.
“I’ve got her,” Eileen cried. “Run back for the bit of rope the Tinkers left, Dennis, and tie her, hard and fast!”
Dennis ran for the rope while Eileen sat on the ground and held the little pig in her arms. The little pig squealed and kicked and tried every minute to get away. She kicked even after her hind legs were tied together. But Eileen held on!
“You’ll have to get Larry out alone, Dennis, while I never let go of this pig,”
