"To be sure I had. Something quite important. Have you had
your lunch?"

"No; I came directly to the train from the lot."

"I am glad of that. I thought you would, so I ordered supper
for two spread in the dining compartment. It must be ready
by this time. Come. We will talk and eat at the same time.
We have no need to hurry."

The showman and the Circus Boy made their way to the dining
compartment, where a small table had been spread for them, which,
with its pretty china, cut glass and brightly polished silver,
made a very attractive appearance.

"This looks good to me," smiled Phil appreciatively.

"Especially on a night like this," answered Mr. Sparling.
"Be seated, and we will talk while we are waiting for supper
to be served."

Readers of the preceding volumes of this series will need
no introduction to Phil Forrest and Teddy Tucker. They well
remember how the Circus Boys so unexpectedly made their entry
into the sawdust arena in "THE CIRCUS BOYS ON THE FLYING RINGS"
after Phil by his quick wit had prevented a serious accident
to the lion cage and perhaps the escape of the dangerous
beast itself. Both boys had quickly worked their way into
the arena, and after many thrilling experiences became