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But this settlement of Neale's present affairs was really a very great occasion. Mr. Sorber and Mr. Con Murphy shook hands on the agreement. Mrs. MacCall wiped her eyes, declaring that "such goings-on wrung the tears out o' her jest like water out of a dishclout!" What Aunt Sarah said was to the point, and typical: "For the marcy's sake!
"He's mine, I reckon, by law." Agnes bit her lip. It made her angry to have Sorber talk so confidently about his rights over poor Neale. "Let me tell you how he came here," she said, after a moment, "and what he's done since he came to Milton." "Fire away, Miss," urged the showman, clasping his pudgy hands, on a finger of one of them showing the enormous seal ring.
I thought maybe he'd call himself 'Jakeway. He was called 'Master Jakeway' on the bills and he'd oughter be proud of the name. We had too many Sorbers in the show. Sorber, ringmaster and lion tamer that's me, Miss. Sully Sorber, first clown that's my half brother, Miss. William Sorber is treasurer and ticket seller under bonds, Miss. He's my own brother.
Sorber?" suggested Agnes, politely. "Don't care if I do, Miss," declared the showman, and took an end of the bench, leaving the other end invitingly open, but Agnes leaned against the tree trunk and watched him. "A nice old place you've got here. They tell me it's called 'the Old Corner House. That's the way I was directed here. And so that rascal of mine's been here all winter?
So then she called up the house where he lived. After some trouble she learned that her guardian had left town for over Sunday. She was told where he had gone; but Ruth did not feel it would be right to disturb him at a distance about Neale's affairs. "Whom shall I turn to for help?" thought Ruth. "Who will advise us? Above all, who will stop this man Sorber from taking Neale away?"
But the perlice stopped it. Them perlice," said Mr. Sorber, confidentially, "are allus butting in where they ain't wanted." "Like Billy Bumps," murmured Dot. But Tess had struck a new line of thought and she wanted to follow it up. "Please, sir," she asked, "is that your business?" "What's my business?" "Going into lions' dens?" "That's it. I'm a lion tamer, I am.
But, you know, Dot, we haven't got to have one." Mr. Sorber chuckled. "Don't you think boys are any good, little lady?" he asked Tess. "Not so very much," said the frank Tess. "Of course, Neale is different, sir. He he can harness Billy Bumps, and and he can turn cartwheels and and he can climb trees and and do lots of things perfectly well. There aren't many boys like him."
And I'm a-going to. Now trot him out, Miss," and Mr. Sorber mopped his bald brow under the jaunty stiff hat. He was quite breathless. "But I haven't him here, sir," said Agnes. "He doesn't live here." "He ain't here?" "No. He is living near. But he is not at home now." "Now, see here " "I never tell stories," said Agnes, gravely. Mr. Sorber had the grace to blush. "I dunno as I doubt ye, Miss "
"Sorber, of Twomley & Sorber's Herculean Circus and Menagerie. And my errand here is to git hold of a chap that's run away from me and my partner. I hear he's in Milton, and I come over from our winter quarters, out o' which we're going to git instanter, Miss; and they tells me down to that newspaper office that I kin find him here. "Now, Miss, where is that 'circus boy' as they call him?
"An education, I guess," said Agnes, mildly. "Huh!" grunted Sorber. Then he was silent; but after a while he said: "His father all over again. Jim O'Neil was a kid-gloved chap. If he could have let drink alone, he never would have come down to us show people. "Huh! Well, my sister was as good as he was. And she stayed in the business all her life.
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