When I get a good opportunity I am going to face him with it. I'm
not afraid of the man. As it is, he might try it again; but if
he understands that I know he will not dare try it, fearing I may
have told someone else."
Having come to this wise conclusion, Phil proceeded to the big
top, where he and Teddy Tucker were to take their afternoon
practice on the flying rings, pausing on the way to pass a
handful of peanuts to Emperor, who was again in his place, and
give the elephant's trainer a happy nod.
"I've noticed of late that Signor Navaro acts rather grouchy over
you boys working on his apparatus. You want to look out for
these foreigners. Some of them are revengeful," cautioned Mr.
Miaco.
Signor Navaro was the leading performer in the flying-rings act.
With him was his young son, Rodney Palmer and a young girl
performer, whose father was a clown in the show.
Phil shot a sharp glance at Mr. Miaco, then dropped his eyes.
"I guess nobody would be jealous of me," laughed the lad. "I'm
only a beginner, and a clumsy one at that. All I can do is to
ride an elephant and fall off, nearly killing myself."
"Nevertheless, you take my advice.
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