"
The lad coolly raised the lid of the trunk, dropping the
knife in. The others, not noting that the clown was hurt,
and that his wrist had been twisted by the Circus Boy almost
to the breaking point, turned back to their own corners and
continued their labors preparatory to entering the ring.
"Mr. Diaz," said Phil in a low voice, bending over the clown,
"your temper is going to get you into serious trouble one of
these fine days. I am sorry I had to hurt you. But let me tell
you one thing. If you attack me again I shall be compelled to
give you the worst licking you ever had in your life. Put that
in one of your fool caps that you throw around the arena, so you
won't forget it. Behave yourself and you will find that I am a
pretty good friend."
CHAPTER XII
TRYING OUT A NEW ACT
"Well, Dimples, I hope you and I do not make sad exhibitions of
ourselves this evening."
"I hope not, Phil. I am sure you will not, but I am not so sure
of myself."
The afternoon performance had passed off without incident, save
that the performers had given a much better show than usual.
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