I'm suspicious."
"You need not be. Mr. Sparling would not be so unkind as to
invite us to eat breakfast with him unless he had some breakfast
to offer us."
"Well, I hope it's straight," muttered the doubting Teddy. A few
minutes later the lads presented themselves at the door of the
owner's cabin.
"Good morning, boys; how did you sleep last night?" he greeted
them, with a cordial smile and a handshake for each.
"I was dead to the world," answered Teddy, with his customary
bluntness of speech.
"I guess we all were," smiled the showman. "All day and all
night was rather trying, but we shall not have the same trouble
after this; at least not after the next stand. Everything should
be in excellent working order after Monday. Sit down and have
some breakfast with me."
An appetizing meal had been spread in the cabin. Teddy surveyed
the table with wistful eyes.
"I did not know you were going to serve meals on board,"
said Phil.
"I am not, generally speaking. This is different. I would not
ask our people to go all day without anything to eat.
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