owed by Bunny, Charlie and Rose.

"You'll be all right now, Sue!" called Mrs. Preston through the sides of
the trunk to Sue. "We'll soon have you out."

"Please hurry," said a muffled and far-off voice. "I can hardly breathe
in here."

"I should say not!" exclaimed Mrs. Preston. "We'll get you out soon,
though."

She tried other keys, none of which would fit, and then she brought up
from her bedroom another bunch that locked the trunks she used when she
went traveling.

"It's of no use," she cried, when she found she could not open the
trunk. "We can't waste any more time. Charlie, you run and get Mr.
Wright, the carpenter. He'll have to saw a hole in the end of the trunk
to get Sue out."

"But he won't hurt her, will he?" asked Bunny.

"No indeed! He'll be very careful."

Mr. Wright came back with Charlie, carrying several tools in his hand.
He soon set to work.

"Get as far back to the end of the trunk as you can," he called to Sue,
tapping with his fingers on the end he wanted her to keep away from.

"I'm back as far as I can get," she said in a far-off voice.

"All right. Now I'm going to bore a little hole in this end, and then
I'm going to put in a little saw and saw a door in the end of your trunk
house so you can crawl out. Don't be afraid. I'll soon have you out,"
said the carpenter.

Very carefully Mr. Wright bored the hole. Then, with a small saw, he
began cutting a hole in the side of the big trunk. In a little while the
hole was big enough for Sue to crawl through. They had to help her, for
she was weak and faint from having been shut up so long. But the fresh
air and a glass of milk soon made her feel better, and she wanted to go
on with the game.

"No, I think you had better be out in the air now on the big enclosed
porch," said Mrs. Preston. "You have played in the attic long enough. I
never thought of the spring lock on that trunk. It is the only one in
the attic, but now we will leave the hole cut in the end, so, even with
the lid closed, whoever goes in can get out."

"It would make a good kennel for our dog Splash," said Bunny.

"And you may have it for that, if you like," said Mrs. Preston. "I'll
have the hired man take it over to your camp."

After thanking Mrs. Preston for the good time she had given them, the
children, after a lunch, started for their homes. Bunny and Sue found
something very strange going on in the camp when they reached there.

There was Mr. Bixby, the her