Someone announced that the doctor had said the man would
be about again in a couple of weeks.
"I'm glad of that," muttered Phil. "I shouldn't like to think
that Emperor had killed anyone. I wonder how he likes it in
there."
Evidently the elephant was not well pleased, for the lad could
hear him stirring restlessly and tugging at his chains.
"Won't he be surprised, though?" chuckled Phil. "I shouldn't be
surprised if he made a lot of noise. I hope he doesn't, for I
don't want to stir the town up. I wonder if those fellows are
going to stay there all night?"
The loungers showed no inclination to move, so there was nothing
for the boy to do but to lie still and wait.
After a little he began to feel chilled, and began hopping around
on hands and feet to start his blood moving. A little of this
warmed him up considerably. This time he sat down in the fence
corner. The night was moonless, but the stars were quite bright,
enabling Phil to make out objects some distance away. He could
see quite plainly the men gathered in front of the blacksmith
shop.
After a wait of what seemed hours to Phil, one of the watchers
stirred himself.
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