"Pretty savage animal you've got," observed Tom as he came up.
"Is them gals hurt?" demanded the farmer.
"I don't think so. But they are pretty well out of breath and scared."
"Don't know how the pesky critter got loose," said Isaac Klem. "First thing I see he was after them gals lickety-split. I was out hayin', and I didn't wait, but picked up a pitchfork and a rope and run."
"The girls lost their hats," said Sam, who had also come up.
"Yes, they're in the road up yonder, along with a basket o' stuff they had."
"Let us get the things," said Sam, and he and Tom started after the hats and the basket. The things which had been in the basket were scattered in all directions, and the boys picked them up.
Dick remained with the girls, doing what he could to quiet them. They were so exhausted they could not stand and each sat on a rock pant ing for breath.
"It was simply dreadful!" declared Helen. "I thought every moment the bull would catch me and toss me up into the air."
"He didn't like the sight of your red shirt-waists," was Dick's comment.
