It was rather dark there, but when he had been
in the place a little while Freddie could see better.
"I guess hens come up here to lay 'cause it's nice and quiet. Now I must
find some nests and eggs."
He walked about over the slippery hay, peering here and there for a
cluster of white eggs. Suddenly Freddie felt himself sliding down.
Faster and faster he went, feet first, and before he knew it he had slid
down into a big hole together with a lot of hay.
"Nan! Nan!" he cried. "Come an' get me! I'm down in a hole!"
CHAPTER XI
THE COUNTY FAIR
Just as Nan and Flossie finished putting the last of the eggs into their
basket they heard Freddie's cries for help. Surprised and a little
frightened, they ran out of that part of the barn where Flossie had
found the first nest and Nan the second.
"Freddie! Freddie!" cried Nan. "Where are you, Freddie?"
"Down in a hole!" came the muffled answer.
"What hole?" Nan wanted to know. "Tell me where the hole is so I can
come and get you out. What hole, Freddie?"
"Maybe it's a dark hole," suggested Flossie. "You 'member the verse:
'Charcoal! Charcoal! Put me in a dark hole.' Maybe Freddie is in a dark
hole."
"Yes, it is dark!" again sounded the muffled voice of the little boy.
"I can hear you, Nan, but I can't see you. Get me out of the dark hole!"
Nan was puzzled. She, too, could hear Freddie calling, but she could not
see him. There were so many nooks and corners in the old barn that it
was not strange Freddie was not easily found.
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