carefully he saw that the netting here at the bottom of the fence lay upon the ground. He had digged and worked at this wire netting so much during the past two weeks that he had lost his fear of it, so he now grabbed it firmly in his teeth and pulled it upward with all his might. Blue Lady got hold beside him and the pair pulled together. Soon they raised it and bent it up six or eight inches from the ground, and this greatly simplified their digging process, for they now had merely to make a tunnel through under the main fence.
Three hours more of desperate digging and the trick was done. A trench large enough to admit of their crawling under the fence had been made.
The consternation of the keeper of the fox farm may well be imagined, as he came trundling the foxes' breakfast down to the farm, to see Redcoat wriggle out from under the guard fence, and while he was still watching him too astonished to speak or even move, Blue Lady followed. It was now too late to make any move to stop them, and
