Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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answered:
"Yes, I am, too! I'm going to see what it is!" "I'm not!" cried Janet. "I'm going home. You'd better come with me!" But, though she turned away and went a short distance from the rocks in the direction she thought the ranch house of Ring Rosy Ranch should be, she very soon stopped. She did not like going on alone. She looked back at Ted. Teddy had walked a little way toward the hole in the rocks. Now he called to his sister. "The noise comes from in here," he said. "It's in this little cave." "Are you going in?" asked Janet, trying to pretend she was not afraid. "I want to see what made that noise," declared Teddy. Since he and his sister had gone camping with Grandpa Martin they were braver than they used to be. Of course, Ted, being a year older than his sister, was a little bolder than she was. Janet, not feeling that she ought to run on home and leave Teddy there and yet not feeling brave enough to go close to the cave among the rocks with him, hardly knew what to do. She walked back a little way and then, suddenly, the noise came, more loudly than at first. "Oh, there it goes again!" cried Janet, once more running back. |
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