"
"You owe me nothing."
"Oh, yes, I do! I shall never be able wholly to pay the
debt, either."
"We will drop that side of the case, my boy. You will want to
pack all your things for moving tonight."
"You mean my dressing-room trunk?"
"I mean all your belongings."
Phil looked his surprise.
"I have special reference to your stuff in the sleeper."
"May I ask why, Mr. Sparling."
"Because tonight will be the last night you will spend on the
sleeping car for sometime, in all probability."
"I don't understand. Am I to leave the show?"
"Leave the show?"
"Yes, sir."
"I should say not. You leave the show? I would rather lose any
ten men in it than to have you go away. I trust you never will
leave it for any length of time--at least not while I am in
the business. No, you are going on a little trip--the show is
going on a little trip. That is the surprise I have in store
for you. You will know tomorrow morning. Not another word now,
Phil Forrest. Run along and get ready for the performance."
The Circus Boy hurried over to the dressing tent, full of
curiosity and anticipation of what awaited him on the morrow.
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