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"No," he replied, "but Jerry ran away from him." "How do you know that?" "He said he had when he was going to run away from us." "Why was he going to run away from you?" Danny swallowed rapidly but didn't answer. "Because Danny wouldn't let him be el'funt in our play circus," Chris explained for his brother. Mr.

It's a little too big for me an' it's awfully hard work actin' as a el'funt would when your skin's so loose it gets in the way of your feet when you walk." Jerry hadn't thought of that but it looked reasonable to him. He hesitated and Danny, seeing his advantage, was quick to push it. "Besides, mother wouldn't like it if you ran away. She'd think I was to blame when I'm not at all.

"No, I guess not." Danny answered his own question as though it had been asked by Chris. "Anybody knows he could look." "Could you see the el'funt?" Jerry asked timidly. "You could if you had eyes," replied Darn loftily. "Where're they goin' to unload?" Danny queried. "On the sidetrack by Smith's house, just back of the depot, at five o'clock in the morning. I'm goin' to see them unload."

"What's wrong with it?" asked Danny. "I bet you couldn't do any better." "What's wrong with it!" exclaimed Darn. "Ask me what's right with it. Everything's wrong with it." "It looks like the picture of the el'funt almost," defended Jerry. "It looks as much like that as I do like a giraffe."

"An' his name ain't Jerry Elbow," cried Danny. "It's Gary L. Bowe." "An' the el'funt knew him in a whole crowd of people," Chris added, "an' picked him up with its trunk." "The people thought the elephant was mad at first," said Darn Darner, who had approached as close as he could get to the clown. "The el'funt picked him up in its trunk?" gasped Celia Jane, her eyes growing bigger and bigger.

I'll ask her. First though, we'd better find out how much they weigh?" "How much do you weigh, Danny?" Jerry called down. "I don't know," replied Danny. "If you don't weigh too much, mebbe you and Chris can ride, too." "Us ride on a el'funt!" exclaimed Danny. "Why, why, I don't weigh much, do I, Chris?" "No," replied Chris eagerly.

"I don't know how I know," said Jerry, "but I know el'funts have little tails like a rope." "Have you ever been to a circus?" asked Chris. "Not that I remember." "Have you ever seen a el'funt?" pursued Danny. "N-n-no, but it kind of seems as if I almost had." "I guess you'd know if you had seen a el'funt, wouldn't you?" "Y-y-yes," responded Jerry doubtfully.

Jerry wanted with all his soul to play that sublime elephant jumping the fence and he summoned up all his courage. "I won't play," cried he, with a suspicious quiver of his lips. "I won't! I won't!" "I'll let you be el'funt part of the time," Danny promised, "just to keep you from cryin'." "I ain't goin' to cry," returned Jerry hotly. "I ain't!"