"Do we unload tonight, Mr. Sparling?" questioned Phil.
"No, I think not. Tomorrow morning will be time enough. I never
like to do any more work on Sunday than is absolutely necessary."
Phil nodded his approval.
"I believe in observing the day, and besides, our people need
the rest and the relaxation. That reminds me of what I wanted
to say. You did a very clever piece of work last night, both
of you."
Teddy glanced up in surprise.
"Yes; I got a roughhouse from the donkey and the elephant.
I'm a sort of a good thing all around. When the fool donkey
gets through wiping up a whole county with me, the elephant
takes a hand--a trunk, I mean--and lands me high and dry on
the roof of the 'Fat Marie.'"
"You mean the deck," corrected Phil.
"I don't know what you call it, but it was hard enough when I
struck it. Next time I'm going to have a net spread to catch me.
I'll bet I would have made a hit in the ring with that donkey
wrestling bout. I guess I will try it on some of these times,
providing I can get the donkey to work the way he did
last night.
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