“Oh, I’m going to be stuck in the mud again!” he cried.
But he was not. Instead, he suddenly landed with a hard bump and a thump on the ground. It was quite dark around him.
Chunky looked up. He could see some blue sky above him, but all around were walls of dark, brown earth.
“Why!” exclaimed Chunky, “I’m in a hole—a deep hole! I must try to get out!”
So he raised himself up a little on his hind feet—not very far for he was very heavy—and he tried to reach the top of the hole.
But Chunky could not. The top was far above his head. Then he looked around him once more. All he could see was dirt, sticks and leaves.
“Oh, I know what’s happened!” cried Chunky. “I’ve fallen into a pit-trap! That’s it! I’ve fallen into a trap, and I’m caught! Oh, dear!”
Then Chunky was not the happy hippo—at least just then. He was sad. For he really had walked across a hidden pit along the jungle path, and was caught. There was no getting out of the deep hole. Chunky was surely caught.