"Now, do you think you can pull hard enough to draw me out? I will help myself with my feet."
"I am afraid I'm not strong enough."
"Suppose you try," said Robert, who didn't like to give up the hope of an immediate escape.
"Stop, there's my brother-in-law coming across the fields," said Fred, eagerly. "He will help me."
"Mr. Davis!" he cried, "come here and help me."
"What are you up to, Fred?" inquired the young man addressed. "Are you fishing in the well?"
"Yes; I am fishing—for a boy," responded Fred.
"Are you gone crazy?"
"No; come here and look for yourself."