"That settles Mr. Donkey!" cried Bart, as, laughing loudly, he grabbed
the halter rope. The other boys came up, filled with merriment over the
plight of the beast that had thus trapped himself. They cut the branches
that held the ladder and the donkey came back to earth. He did not try to
run away, and seemed so much ashamed of what had happened that he stopped
braying. Then, the ladder having been fastened in the proper position,
the boys took up their journey. The rain was falling steadily.
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE RESCUE
Without further mishap they went on through the woods and reached the
edge of the asylum grounds. There seemed to be no one moving about the
place, not even a uniformed attendant. Frank looked at the institution
where his father was a prisoner and thought of how much he must have
suffered there.
"Here's a good place for the ladder," said Bart, pointing to a little
ditch through which ran a small stream of water. "No one would ever think
of looking there for it."
"If only the donkey doesn't bray now, and give the alarm," said Fenn.
"I know how to prevent him," remarked Ned.
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