Get down, sir, and let me off," chided Phil.
The elephant, to his surprise, cautiously let himself down to his
knees, his trunk at the same time reaching out surreptitiously
for a wisp of fresh grass.
Phil slipped off, laughing heartily. He had lost all fear of the
great, hulking beast.
"Don't punish him, please," begged the boy when the keeper came
hurrying along with Jupiter. "But if you will make him let me
alone, I'll go in the other tent. I want to see the circus."
"Wait a moment. I'll chain him up."
The keeper soon had Emperor fast. Then after a final
affectionate petting Phil ran lightly to the other tent and
quickly made his way to his seat. The people were so engrossed
in the acts in the ring that they did not observe the boy
particularly this time.
"Did I make a show of myself, Mrs. Cahill?" questioned the lad,
with sparkling eyes.
"You did not. You were as handsome as a picture. There isn't
one of all those people that looks so handsome or so manly as--"
"Please, please, Mrs. Cahill!" begged the lad, blushing
violently. "Have you seen anything of my friend Teddy? I had
forgotten all about him.
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