"I'll think about it. Yes, I'll think about it. H-m-m-m!
H-m-m-m!"

Thus encouraged, Phil left his employer, going in to watch some
of the other acts.

About that time Mr. Sparling found it convenient to make a trip
back to the property man's room, where he had quite a long talk
with that functionary. The proprietor came away smiling and
nodding.

About an hour later Phil sauntered out and passed in front of Mr.
Sparling's tent, hoping the showman would see him and call him
in.

Phil was not disappointed. Mr. Sparling did that very thing.

"How's that new act of yours coming along, young man?" he
demanded.

"I have done no more than think it over since talking with you a
little while ago. If the props are ready Mr. Kennedy and I will
have a quiet rehearsal this afternoon. That is, if we can shoo
everybody out of the tent and you are willing we should try it.
How about it, sir?"

"I must say you are a most persistent young man."

"Yes, sir."