As Kate darted into the room, she cried, "Shut it, quick!" Startled, the other two girls slammed the door shut, and hastily set the heavy old camp table against it.
"It's only a fox!" Kate cried.

"But it has gone mad, I think.

I was afraid it would bite me." Peering out of the one little window and the cracks between the logs, they saw the animal run past the camp.

It was still yapping weirdly, and it snapped at bushes and twigs as it passed.

Suddenly it turned back and ran by the camp door again.