The Circus Boys Across the Continent : or, Winning New Laurels on the Tanbark by Edgar B. P. Darlington
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RENEWING OLD ACQUAINTANCES
"Well, Teddy, I must say you have made a good start," grinned Phil, after necessary explanations had been made and the young Circus Boy had been released by the policeman who had him in tow." A few minutes more and you would have been in a police station. I can imagine how pleased Mr. Sparling would have been to hear that." Teddy hung his head. "Your clothes are a sight, too. How did--what happened? Did you fall in a creek, or something of that sort?" The lad explained briefly how he had been captured by the two men and ducked under the standpipe of the water tank. "But I soaked him, too," Tucker added triumphantly." And I'm going to soak him again. The first man I come across whose name is Larry is going to get it from me," threatened the lad, shaking his fist angrily. "You come over to the sleeper with me and get into some decent looking clothes. I'm ashamed of you, Teddy Tucker." "So am I," grinned the boy as they turned to go, Phil leading the way to the car number eleven, from which the performers were beginning to straggle, rubbing their eyes and stretching themselves. |
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