“Only scraped my ankle a little,” answered her sister. “But I may have ruined a perfectly good shoe.”
She tried to pull her foot from the frog, but found that she could not.
“Pull a little harder,” urged Cora.
Belle tried again, but with no success.
“The sole seems to be caught in a spike or something,” she explained.
Bess gave a little scream.
“Oh, hurry, hurry,” she cried. “Suppose a train should come along!”
And just at that instant they heard a long shrill whistle from up the track.
CHAPTER XXVIII
WAYLAID
A scream broke from all the girls, and Belle nearly fainted.