MAKING A LIVELY START

"Have you had any trouble with Diaz, Teddy?" "Who's he?""The new Spanish clown." "Oh!"

Teddy Tucker's face grew serious."What about him, Phil?""That is what I am asking you.Have you had any misunderstanding--angry words or anything of the sort with him?" persisted Phil Forrest, with a keen, inquiring glance into the face of his companion.

"Well, maybe," admitted the Circus Boy, with evident reluctance."What made you think I had?""From the way he looked at you when you were standing in the paddock this afternoon, waiting for your cue to go on.""Huh!How did he look at me?"

"As if he had a grudge against you.There was an expression in his eyes that said more plainly than words, 'I'll get even with you yet, young man, you see if I do not.'""Wonderful!" breathed Teddy."What do you mean?""You must be a mind reader, Phil Forrest," grumbled Teddy, digging his heel into the soft turf of the circus lot."Can you read my mind? If you can, what am I thinking about now?""You are thinking," answered Phil slowly, "that you will make me forget the question I asked you just now.You are thinking you would rather not answer my question."Teddy opened his eyes a little wider."You ought to go into the business." "What business?""Reading people's minds, at so much per read." "Thank you.""I wish you'd read the mind of that donkey of mine, and find out what he's got up his sleeve, or rather his hoofs, for me this evening.""Do you know of what else you are thinking?""Of course I do.Think I don't know what I am thinking about? Well! What am I thinking about?""At the present moment you are thinking that you will do to Diaz what he hopes to do to you some of these days--get even with him for some fancied wrong.Am I right?""I'll hand him a good stiff punch, one of these fine spring mornings, that's what I'll do," growled Tucker, his face flushing angrily.

"Teddy Tucker, listen to me!" "I'm listening.""You will do nothing of the sort." "I won't?""No."

"You just wait and see."

"Since we started out on our fourth season with the Sparling Combined Shows this spring, you have behaved yourself remarkably well.I know it must have pained you to do so.I give you full credit, but don't spoil it all now, please.""Spoil it?"

"Yes.You must remember that this is now a Big show--larger this season than ever before, and you must not expect Mr.Sparling to excuse your shortcomings as he did in the old days.""I'm not afraid of Boss Sparling."

"You have no occasion to be, as long as you do your duty and attend to business.We owe him a heavy debt of gratitude, both of us.You know that, don't you, Teddy?""I--I guess so."

"What is the trouble between you and Diaz?" persisted Phil Forrest, returning to his original inquiry.

"Well," drawled Teddy, "you know their act?" "Yes.""Throwing those peaked hats clear across the arena and catching thehats on their heads, just like a couple of monkeys.""I didn't know monkeys ever did that," smiled Phil."Well, maybe they don't.The trained seals do, anyhow." Phil nodded.

"They--the Spaniards--were doing that the other day when I was going out after my clown act.I had picked up the ringmaster's whip, and as one of the hats went sailing over my head I just took a shot at it.""Took a shot at it?"

"Yes.I fired at it on the wing, as it were.Don't you understand?" demanded the lad somewhat impatiently.

Phil shook his head.

"I hit it a crack with the ringmaster's whip and I hit the mark the first shot.Down came the hat and it caught me on the nose.""Then what did you do?"

"Knocked it on the ground, then kicked it out of the ring," grinned Teddy.

"Of course you spoiled their act," commented Phil."I--I guess I did.""That was an ungentlemanly thing to do, to say the least.It is lucky for you that Mr.Sparling did not happen to see you.Do you know what would have happened to you if he had?""He would have fined me, I suppose."

"No.You would have closed right there.He would have had you sent back home by the first train if he had seen you do a thing like that.""I don't care.I can get a job with the Yankee Robinson show any time, now.""Not if you were to be discharged from this outfit for bad conduct.I don't wonder Diaz is angry.Did he say anything to you at the time?"Teddy nodded."What did he say?"

"I didn't understand all he said.Some of it was in Spanish, but what I did understand was enough," grinned the boy.

"Strong language, eh?"

"Phil, he can beat the boss canvasman in that line.""I am surprised, Teddy Tucker." "So was I.""I don't mean that.I am surprised that you should so far forget yourself as to do such a thing.I don't blame Diaz for being angry, and I warn you that you had better look out for him.Some of those foreigners have very violent tempers.""Well, he didn't tell the boss, at any rate.""No.Perhaps in the long run it might have been better for you if he had.Diaz is awaiting his opportunity to get even with you in his own way.Look out for him, Teddy.""He had better look out for me."

"Don't irritate him.Were I in your place I should go to the clown and apologize.Tell him it was a thoughtless act on your part and that you are sorry you did it--""I won't."

"As you please, but that is what I would do." "You--you would do that?""I certainly would."

"And let him give you the laugh?"

"That would make no difference to me.I should be doing what is right, and that would be satisfaction enough, no matter what he said or did after that."Teddy reflected for a moment.