"
"You are a queer boy, Phil Forrest," said the showman, gazing at
the lad intently.
"I wish I knew who I thought they were, if they had anything to
do with my aerial flight last night," growled Teddy. "They would
have reason to think a Kansas cyclone had struck them."
No one paid any attention to Teddy's remark.
"I will tell you what I think, however, Mr. Sparling,"
continued Phil.
"That's what I am trying to get you to do."
"I think some person with evil intent did something to Jupiter
to anger him, thus causing him to turn on Teddy. And it is my
opinion that if you will examine the animal you will find the
evidences on the animal himself," declared the Circus Boy boldly.
Mr. Sparling uttered an angry exclamation.
Teddy, who had tilted back in his chair as he listened to the
conversation, went crashing to the floor, overturning table,
dishes and all.
That broke up the conference of the morning.
CHAPTER XI
EGG, EGG, WHO'S GOT THE EGG?
"I've lost my egg! I've lost my egg!"
Teddy Tucker's shrill voice was heard from one end to the other
of the "Fat Marie.
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