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The girls went over to look at it. It was a plum tree– they could see the odd fruit still left at the top of the branches. It filled the gap between the house and the fence, and some of the branches spilled over the other side.

“What’s over there?” Ben asked, trying to scramble up and grab the top of the fence.

“Just some old garages and stuff. There’s an alley that runs from the road behind ours,” Rob said. “But the fence is really solid. He couldn’t have got under it. He must have gone round the side of the house and out the front.”

But Olivia stared at the tree and the fence, thoughtfully.“What if he didn’t go under the fence? Couldn’t he have goneover it?”

“Of course not, look how tall it is…” Ben trailed off. “Oh! From the tree!”

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Olivia nodded.“How do we get round there?”

Rob lead them round the side of the house, and Ben popped his head through the back door to explain they were going to look in the alleyway.

“We’ll just be five minutes,” he said quickly, and they vanished into the alley before anyone had time to stop them.

“Why didn’t we think of it before?” Rob muttered, as they hurried off. “We just thought he must have gone out the front way.”

The alley ran along halfway between Rob’s house and the one next door, but they had to go into the next street to get into it. It was very narrow, with a row of tumbledown old garages – and lots of hiding places for a kitten.

“Smudge!” Olivia tore the treats packet open with her teeth, and shook out a handful.

Inside the garage, Smudge was pacing up and down by the hole in the wall. He had to keep trying– he had to get out! He scraped determinedly at the metal sheet, ignoring his sore paws. Then his ears pricked up suddenly as he heard the sound of a familiar voice. Was that Olivia? Had she come to find him? He scrabbled furiously at the wall again, trying to show her where he was.

“Hey, what was that?” Lucie said suddenly. “Something scratching!”

Everyone froze, holding their breath, waiting for the sound again.

“I can’t hear anything!” Ben hissed.

“Shh! Listen, there it is again!” Lucie whispered.

Olivia jumped, dropping half the treats on the ground.“I heard it too! It must be him. Smudge, where are you?” she called.

There was silence for a minute, and then a loud, desperate meow.

“It is! It is! Where is he? Smudge, we’re coming to find you!” Olivia called, running towards the garages.

Inside the garage, Smudge scrabbled at the metal again. He could hear Olivia! She’d come to find him. Furiously he scraped and scratched, mewing as loudly as he could. He had to make them hear him!

“Which one is it?” Ben asked.

“The one at the end, I think,” Rob said, smiling for the first time that morning. “He must be stuck somehow, he’s trying to get out.”

Olivia pushed her way past him, and crouched down by the garage wall.“He’s here somewhere. Smudge… Smudge…”

A little grey paw suddenly stuck out from a hole in the concrete wall, where it had been patched together.

“He’s there! I saw him. Oh, Smudge, we’ve missed you!” Olivia stroked the grubby little paw. “Look, his claws are all torn where he’s been trying to get out.” She sniffed, choking back sudden tears.

“How are we going to get him out?” Ben asked. “That hole isn’t nearly big enough.”

“What about this?” Rob held up a thick stick, which he’d found lying on the grass. “Couldn’t we use it to pull that metal away a bit more?” He banged gently on the metal sheet, and the paw shot back inside as Smudge jumped back in fright.

“Don’t scare him!” Olivia snapped.

Rob shook his head.“I had to, Olivia. If he was right behind the metal, I might hurt his paws with the stick.”

“Oh.” Olivia nodded.

Rob hooked the stick into the hole, and pulled. There was a creaking noise, and the thin metal bent a little.

“It’s getting bigger! Here, I’ll pull too.” Ben added his weight to the stick, and Olivia knelt down by the hole.

“Don’t be scared, Smudge, you’ll be out of there in a minute.”

“There!” Ben said triumphantly. “That must be big enough. Good plan, Rob!”

Inside the garage, Smudge blinked at the hole, his whiskers quivering excitedly. He could hear Olivia. He edged forward, squeezing himself tightly against the concrete block, and suddenly tumbled forward out of the hole, and into Olivia’s hands.

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“Oh, Smudge, we’ve been looking everywhere.” Olivia snuggled the kitten up against her chin, laughing and crying at the same time.

“Hey! You’ve found him!” Olivia’s dad came running up the alley, with all the others hurrying behind him.

“He’s fine,” Olivia told them. “Just a bit dirty. He was stuck in that garage.”

“We moved that bit of metal,” Ben explained. “It was Rob who thought of it.”

“But he wouldn’t have run off and got stuck if I hadn’t taken him first,” Rob muttered. “I’ll never do anything that stupid again, I promise.”

“You’re just lucky that you found him,” his dad pointed out grimly.

“I know it was all my fault,” Rob muttered. “I said I’m really sorry, Dad.”