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I wouldn't want to do that." "No, you're too heavy, Teddy. That's why they have a girl do it. She is slender and light " "I'd be light headed." "Guess, I would, too," laughed Phil. At this juncture an attendant came running up the steps, halting before the lads. "Are you Phil Forrest?" he asked. "Yes." "The boss wants to see you." "Mr. Sparling? All right.
Teddy watched the proceedings narrowly from the safe vantage point of the deck. In the meantime Phil had gone to Mr. Sparling's cabin, where the showman was checking up the day's receipts. "A pretty good day, Phil," smiled Mr. Sparling. "I am glad to hear that, sir." "Two thousand dollars in the clear, as the result of our two performances today.
Chide's second defence of Juliet Sparling as given to a fellow-lawyer was a remarkable piece of technical statement, admirably arranged, and unmarked by any trace of the personal feeling he had not been able to hide from Lady Lucy. "Most interesting most interesting," murmured Ferrier, as the story came to an end. "A tragic and memorable case."
"Because I know you so well. There is something on your mind that you have not told me. I want to know what it is." Phil's eyes were lowered to the green grass at his feet. For a moment he was silent and thoughtful. "What is it you wish me to tell you, Mr. Sparling?" he asked in a low voice. "You have not given me a satisfactory explanation of how you came to get into the river."
At each stand of late efforts had been made to get the police to keep an eye open for one Red Larry, but police officials do not, as a rule, give very serious heed to the complaints of a circus, especially unless the entire department has been pretty well supplied with tickets. Mr. Sparling was a showman who did not give away many tickets unless there were some very good reason for so doing.
You may depend upon that, Mr. Miaco. I can't say as much for Teddy." "Teddy put up that job with January last night, didn't he?" "He hasn't said so." "Not necessary. I saw the whole thing. Lucky for Teddy that Mr. Sparling did not happen to be about." "I am not so sure that he was not." "What?" Phil explained what Mr. Sparling had said to Teddy out in the paddock.
"You already have admitted that you are with the Sparling show. You have made several slips of the tongue since I got hold of you." "I haven't denied that I am with the Sparling show, neither have I admitted it. I decline to lie or to give you any information of any nature whatever." "When is the Sparling show coming here?" "I was not aware that it was coming here. Is it?"
The Great Sparling Combined Shows had been on the road a week, and by this time the various departments had gotten down to fairly good working order, for, no matter how perfect such an organization may be, it requires several days for the show people to become used to working together. This extends even to the canvasmen and roustabouts.
The show did a great business at Des Moines, having a "turn-away" at both afternoon and evening performances. The Sparling shows had played there before, but never to such business, which the showman decided was due to their novel way of traveling. He knew that these little novelties frequently made fortunes for Circus owners. At the evening performance, Teddy had an inspiration.
Phil, too, had discovered one cut rope and the others, on his way from the dressing tent to the front, after finishing his performance. But there was nothing now that required his looking up Mr. Sparling, in view of the fact that the canvas was already coming down.
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