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The hound in the red jersey.
There’stheoneintheredjerseytocomeyet.Let’sseethelastofthemcomeout."
Butthoughtheywaitedandwaitedandwaited,theboyintheredjerseydidnotappear.
"Oh,let’shavelunch,"saidPhyllis;"I’vegotapaininmyfrontwithbeingsohungry.Youmusthavemissedseeingthered-jerseyedonewhenhecameoutwiththeothers—"
ButBobbieandPeteragreedthathehadnotcomeoutwiththeothers.
"Let’sgetdowntothetunnelmouth,"saidPeter;"thenperhapsweshallseehimcomingalongfromtheinside.Iexpecthefeltspun-chuck,andrestedinoneofthemanholes.Youstayuphereandwatch,Bob,andwhenIsignalfrombelow,youcomedown.Wemightmissseeinghimonthewaydown,withallthesetrees."
SotheothersclimbeddownandBobbiewaitedtilltheysignalledtoherfromthelinebelow.Andthenshe,too,scrambleddowntheroundaboutslipperypathamongrootsandmosstillshesteppedoutbetweentwodogwoodtreesandjoinedtheothersontheline.Andstilltherewasnosignofthehoundwiththeredjersey.
"Oh,do,DOlet’shavesomethingtoeat,"wailedPhyllis."Ishalldieifyoudon’t,andthenyou’llbesorry."
"Giveherthesandwiches,forgoodness’sake,andstophersillymouth,"saidPeter,notquiteunkindly."Lookhere,"headded,turningtoBobbie,"perhapswe’dbetterhaveoneeach,too.Wemayneedallourstrength.Notmorethanone,though.There’snotime.