"Yes, it is sprung, I believe. Yes, it is certainly sprung."

"O, then we have caught him," said the boys, capering about. "Let us go
and see."

"Perhaps we have caught him," said Jonas, "but it is not certain;
sometimes the trap gets sprung accidentally. However, you may go and ask
your father if he thinks it worth while for me to leave my work long
enough to go down and see."

Rollo came back with the permission granted, and they all set off; Rollo
and James running on eagerly before.

When they came to the trap, they found it shut. Jonas took it up, and
tipped it one way and the other, and listened. He heard something moving
in it, but did not know whether it was anything more than the corn cob.
Then he said he would open the trap a very little, and let Rollo peep
in.

He did so. Rollo said it looked all dark; he could not see any thing.
Then Jonas opened it a little farther, and Rollo saw two little shining
eyes, and presently a nose smelling along at the crack.

"Yes, here he is, here he is," said Rollo; "look at him, James, look at
him;--see, see."

They all peeped at him, and then Jonas took the box under his arm, and
they returned home.

Jonas told the boys he was not willing to keep the squirrel a prisoner