"I--I'll get him!" whispered Teddy. "I can crawl in there and run
and get him before that bronco--"
"You stay right where you are, Curlytop!" exclaimed Jim Mason. "We
don't want you both hurt, and if you go in there now you might start
that crazy horse to kicking. Stay where you are. I'll get Trouble for
you."
"Maybe if I called to him he'd come," said Janet. She, too, spoke in
a whisper. In fact no one had made a noise since Trouble had been
seen crawling under the corral fence, close to the bucking bronco.
"No, don't call, Janet," said the foreman. "You might make the
bronco give a jump, and then he'd step on your little brother. That
horse is a savage one, and he's so excited now, from so many of the
cowboys having tried to ride him, that he might break loose and kick
Trouble. We've got to keep quiet."
The cowboys seemed to know this, for none of them said a word. They
kept very still and watched Trouble.
Baby William thought he was going to have a good time. He had
wandered out of the house when his mother was not looking. Seeing
Ted, Janet and the cowboys down by the corral, he made up his mind
that was the place for him.
"Maybe I get a horse wide," he said to himself, for he was about as
eager over horses as his sister or brother, and, so far, the only
rides he had had were when he sat in the saddle in front with them or
with his father, and went along very slowly indeed.
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