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The children, frightened at the uproar, were speechless.
Again he cried impatiently: "Where's the fire, I say?"
Then Janie bravely went forward and replied:
"Please, sir, we are sorry to disappoint you, but there isn't any fire. One of our dolls is caught on that roof, and I thought you'd be glad to come and get her down with one of your nice long ladders."
The chief turned away to smile, then cried gruffly to his men: "Raise that ladder there carefully."
In less time than it takes to tell it, the chief was up and down again with Mirandy's little head sticking out of his coat pocket.
He placed her on the ground, while the chil-
