Taking firm hold of his companion's arm he led him along toward
Mr. Sparling's cabin.
"What's all this row about?" growled Teddy.
"That is what I hope you will be able to explain to
Mr. Sparling's satisfaction," replied Phil. "However, wait
till we get to his cabin."
Phil led Teddy to the door, thrust him in, then followed, closing
and locking the door.
"Perhaps we had better close that window this time, sir."
"Yes."
Mr. Sparling drew up and locked the window.
"Sit down!" he commanded, eyeing Teddy keenly.
Teddy sat down dutifully and was about to place his feet on the
showman's desk when Phil nudged him.
"Now, sir, what does this mean?"
"What does what mean? I never was any good at guessing riddles."
"What do you mean by eavesdropping at my cabin window?"
"Oh, was that your window?"
"It was and it is. And unless you can offer a satisfactory
explanation, something will have to be done. That is one of the
things that I shall not tolerate. I can scarcely believe you
guilty of such a disgraceful act. Unfortunately, you have
admitted it.
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