"May I ask what you do?" inquired Phil.

"I am the catcher in the principal trapeze act. You may have
seen me today. I think you were in the big top then."

"Oh, yes, I saw you this afternoon."

"How many people are with the show?" asked Teddy.

"At a rough guess, I should say a hundred and fifty including
canvasmen and other labor help. It's a pretty big organization
for a road show, the biggest in the country; but it's small, so
small it would be lost if one of the big railroad shows was
around."

"Is that another armless or footless wonder next to Billy
Thorpe?" asked Teddy.

"It's a freak, yes, but with hands and feet. That's the living
skeleton, but if he keeps on eating the way he's been doing
lately the boss will have to change the bills and bill him as the
fattest man on earth."

"Huh!" grunted Teddy. "He could crawl through a rat hole in a
barn door now. He's thin enough to cut cheese with."

Phil gave his companion a vigorous nudge under the table.

"You'll get into trouble if you are so free in expressing your
opinions," he whispered. "Don't forget the advice Mr. Sparling