Dunn took and follow him home," thought
the Elephant. "I don't want to stay here alone! It is dark, and no human
eyes can see me moving. I must get out!"
He struggled and wiggled, but he seemed to be sinking deeper into the
snow instead of getting out. Down, down, down into the white flakes sank
the poor Stuffed Elephant, farther and farther, down--down--down----
Knowing nothing of having lost the fine new Elephant out of his auto,
Mr. Dunn went along by an easier road, where there were not so many
drifts. He was driving past a garage when a man outside called:
"Hey, mister! Your car door is open!"
"I guess you mean the window is broken, don't you?" asked Archie's
father. "I know about that, thank you. I ran into a drift."
"No, your door is wide open, and is swinging to and fro," the garage man
went on. "It may bang against something and break off. Wait a minute and
I'll close it for you."
Mr. Dunn had slowed his car as the man called to him, and now he brought
it to a stop.
"So the door is open, is it?" Mr. Dunn asked. "Well, that's too bad. I
didn't know about that. It must have come open after the glass was
broken. And if the door is open some of the things may have fallen out.
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