"Might get me into bad habits to go in
on a pass. I'd rather sneak in under the tent when the boss
isn't looking."
CHAPTER V
WHEN THE BANDS PLAYED
Phil started for the Widow Cahill's on the run after having
procured his tickets. "Here's a ticket for the circus, Mrs.
Cahill," he shouted, bursting into the room, with excited,
flushed face.
"What's this you say--the circus? Land sakes, I haven't seen one
since I was--well, since I was a girl. I don't know."
"You'll go, won't you?" urged Phil.
"Of course, I'll go," she made haste to reply, noting the
disappointment in his face over her hesitation. "And thank you
very much."
"Shall I come and get you, Mrs. Cahill, or can you get over to
the circus grounds alone?"
"Don't worry about me, my boy. I'll take care of myself."
"Your seat will be right next to mine, and we can talk while we
are watching the performers."
"Yes; you run along now. Here's a quarter for spending money.
Never mind thanking me. Just take it and have a good time.
Where's your friend?"
"Teddy?"
"Yes."
"Over on the lot."
"He going in with you, too?"
"Oh, no. Teddy is too proud to go in that way.
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