"
"This is terrible," cried Hugh. "Can't we get some one to do it for us?"
"Every one is busy."
"Where's Karl?"
"He's busy, too. Come on, Hugh, we must do it. If she's not dead now she
may die while we stand here and talk about it."
Hugh braced himself for the task. They could distinguish the vague
outlines of the woman's form, as Bob stationed himself at her head and
Hugh grasped her feet.
"All ready," said Bob. "Lift her up."
"Suppose we are attacked while we're carrying her."
"Lift her up, will you?" demanded Bob angrily. "What's the matter with
you, Hugh?"
Bob took hold of her shoulders and Hugh grasped her ankles. She was
heavy and absolutely limp so that it was very difficult to lift her from
the ground. The two boys exerted all their strength, however, and
presently were able to start on their way back to Mr. Cook's office,
panting and straining as they went. The distance was not great,
fortunately, and soon they opened the door of the office and deposited
their burden on the floor.
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