"You'll have to pull harder." "I'll help you," exclaimed Scraps, coming to the boy's side.

"You pull the hair, and I'll pull you, and together we ought to get it out easily." "Wait a jiffy," called the Woozy, and then it went to a tree and hugged it with its front paws, so that its body couldn't be dragged around by the pull.

"All ready, now.

Go ahead!" Ojo grasped the hair with both hands and pulled with all his strength, while Scraps seized the boy around his waist and added her strength to his.

But the hair wouldn't budge.