"Oh, Freddie, how did it happen?" asked Nan.
"Don't ask him how it happened," said Bert. "Let's get him out, and he'll tell us afterward."
"Yes, do get me out!" begged Freddie.
Bert and Nan took hold of their little brother and tried to pull him out backward. But he seemed stuck quite fast.
"Can't you push yourself out?" asked Bert.
"I'll try," said Freddie bravely. So he pushed backward as hard as he could, while Bert and Nan pulled.
"Let me help, too!" begged Flossie. "I want to get Freddie out!"
But there was no room for Flossie to get hold of her brother. Nan and Bert pulled once more, while Freddie himself pushed, but his head was still held fast between the back of the piano and the wall of the room.
"Oh! Oh! Can't you get me loose?" wailed the little "fireman."
"We'd better call mother!" cried Nan.
But there was no need of this for Mrs. Bobbsey came hurrying into the room just then.
