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The Circus Boys on the Flying Rings : or, Making the Start in the Sawdust Life by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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don't watch out--"

"Ouch! We're lost already!"

The ground seemed suddenly to give way beneath them. Both lads
were precipitated into a stream of water that stretched across
one end of the circus lot.

Shouting and struggling about they finally floundered to the
bank, drenched from head to foot. If they had been shivering
before, they were suffering from violent attacks of ague now.

"Whew! I'm freezing to death!" cried Phil.

"I feel like the North Pole on Christmas morning," added Teddy.
"I wish I was home, so I could thaw out behind the kitchen
stove."

"Brace up, Teddy. This is only the beginning of the fun. We
shall have worse experiences than this, late in the fall, when
the weather gets cool; that is, if they do not get enough of us
in the meantime and send us away."

"I--I wish they would send us home now."

"Come now; we've got to run again. We shall surely take our
death of cold, if we stand here much longer."

"Run? No, thank you. I've had one run."

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