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80 "Let's throw something out at him," suggested Sammy.

"I think I know how to fix things," said Bob, finally.

"How?" asked Frank.

"The bull keeps well on this side of the schoolhouse."

"Just now he does, yes."

"Well, you come over to the other side and open a window."

"What for?"

"And let me out, and then shut the window quick."

"See here, Bob"

"You needn't worry. I may not do all I hope to, but the bull won't catch me."

"He will if he sees you."

"Not until I'm all safe and sound."

Frank knew that Bob was bold and brave, but not reckless. Something had to be done, so he went over to the window with Bob.

"You watch, and tell us if the bull starts away from that side of the house," Bob said to Sammy.

"All right."

Frank lifted the window quickly. Bob was outside before Miss Williams knew of it. As he started on a run, Sammy set up a great shout of warning.

The animal caught sight of Bob as he got past the end of the building, and started after him. Frank and the others, curious and breathless, watched Bob as he dashed across the playground.

"Oh, he'll be caught!" cried Minnie Grey, in affright.

"No, he won't," said Sammy. "I see what he's after."

"Oh, yes—the swing," guessed Frank.

Bob was too smart to think he could reach the fence before the bull could come up with him. About a hundred feet from the schoolhouse was a big swing. Two large dead trees