Snowden's eyes blazed and his fingers opened and
closed convulsively.

With an angry growl he hurled himself straight at Phil Forrest.



CHAPTER III

COMING TO AN UNDERSTANDING

"Be careful, Mr. Snowden!" warned the Circus Boy, stepping out
of harm's way. "I am not looking for trouble, but I shall
defend myself."

"I'll teach you to talk back to me. I'll--"

Just then the car manager stumbled over a chair and went down
with a crash, smashing the chair to splinters.

"Mr. Sparling will not tolerate anything of this sort, I am
sure," added Phil.

By this time, the manager was once more on his feet. His rage
was past all control. With a roar of rage Snowden grabbed up a
rung of the broken chair and charged his slender
young antagonist.

A faint flush leaped into the face of Phil Forrest. His eyes
narrowed a little, but in no other way did he show that his