landed in a pail of water.

He was up in a twinkling. His face was flushed and his hands
were clenched.

No sooner had he gotten to his feet than he observed that the
clown had started for him again. Teddy squared off, prepared
for fight. At that moment, however, there came an interruption
that turned the attention of the enraged clown in
another direction.

Phil Forrest quickly stepped between them facing Diaz.

"What are you going to do?" demanded the Circus Boy in a
quiet voice.

"Do?"

"Yes."

"I punish the monkey-face--"

"You will, eh?" howled Teddy, starting forward.

Phil thrust his companion aside.

"Go away. I will see if I can explain to him," cautioned Phil,
turning to the clown again, just as the latter was making a rush
at Teddy.