But Roly-Poly was trying to make his friends know that
something had happened to him.
"I'll find him," said Mr. Blake. "You children had better stay back
there," and he motioned to them not to come any farther. Hal and Mab stood
still.
"What is it? What's the matter?" Mr. Porter, coming from another part of
the garden where he had been pulling up some turnips. "Has anything
happened?"
"Something has happened to Roly-Poly," replied Hal.
"Hear him howl?" inquired Mab.
"I should say I did!" cried Mr. Porter. "And I guess I know what's the
matter to. He's in the trap."
"In the trap?" cried Hal in surprise. "What trap?"
Mr. Porter did not answer. He ran down to where Daddy Blake was poking
among the green vines and bushes, trying to find Roly.
"Come on!" exclaimed Hal. "Let's go see what it is."
"Daddy told us to stay here," said Mab. "We can't go."
Hal knew that, and, much as he wanted to see what was going on, he would
not disobey his father. Mab, too, would have liked to run down where Daddy
Blake and Mr. Porter were.
"Bow-wow! Ki-yi!" barked and howled Roly again, and then the children
heard their father and his friend, the man next door, laughing.
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