CHAPTER VI

SOMETHING ABOUT A CHIMPANZEE


It was well that that honeysuckle vine was growing there and that it
gave way slowly after Snap grasped it, for otherwise the two boys
might have suffered some broken bones. As it was, Snap bumped his
shoulder severely and scraped his ear on the sand of the path that
ran around the side of the house.

Poor Giant was unconscious, and even in that perilous moment Snap
realized that his little chum had been hit by some of the shot from
the gun. Whether the lad was dangerously wounded or not remained
to be seen.

The two boys had fallen inside the dooryard, which was separated
from the street by a low fence. Hardly did they land when Snap
scrambled up, dragging Giant with him.

"The front door! The front door!" yelled Shep from above. "We'll
let you in!" And then he leaped through the window and tore down
the stairs four steps at a time, with Whopper at his heels.

As Snap turned and looked out into the street he saw a sight calculated
to daunt the stoutest heart. The lion was there, standing erect, with