Lively!" she urged.
Anne and Nora gave instant obedience, and the instant Elfreda was free of the rope, Grace quickly snubbed it about the trunk of the tree.
"Let go, Hippy," she called.

"I think I can hold him till you get here to help me." Bruin was snarling and plunging, throwing himself this way and that in his vain efforts to free himself, but the hair rope held.

Mere bear strength was not equal to breaking a woven hair rope, and, when Hippy threw his weight on the end of it with Grace, they hauled the animal up towards the tree little by little, Bruin fighting every inch of the way.
"Watch him," warned the lieutenant.
As he neared the tree, the animal showed fight but Grace and Hippy made the rope fast when the bear was a yard or so from the tree, fearing to draw him any closer to themselves.
"How is Elfreda ?" called Grace, fanning herself with her hat.
"Sadly mussed," answered Nora.
"Well, now that you have him, what do you propose to do with him ?" demanded Grace, walking over and gazing down at Miss Briggs, who lay on the ground breathing hard.
"I--I have done all I ca--an," groaned Elfreda.
"I should say you had.

What happened, Elfreda ?" "Mostly myself.

You ought to know that by looking at me." Miss Briggs' face was scratched from contact with the bushes; her hair was down and in a tangle, and her clothing was torn.