Oh, what can I do?
How can I tell her?
I _must_ stop them, somehow!" Bill had gone back in search of the sack, and the other thief stood waiting for him.

Huldah had time to think, but no plan came to her.
She did not know her way, nor where to turn for help; and if she screamed, they would only find her out, and knock her about.
They would steal the fowls all the same.

A slight movement beside her recalled her thoughts, and sent her spirits up with a bound.
"Dick! why, of course Dick would help her!" Quick as thought she crept to the door, and with one hand on Dick's collar she gently raised the latch with the other.

Bill had evidently found the sack, for the thieves were together again; she heard them whispering.

One even seemed to be already fumbling with the latch of the fowls' house door.
"Quick, Dick, catch them!" she whispered, excitedly.