"Sure pop. That's what the company hires me for, isn't it?" demanded Stiggs cheerfully.
"You know where the circus train is unloading?"
"Over near the street--of course. I supervised getting their band chariot down the skids. New men here--never handled chariots before. They'd have smashed her if I hadn't been on deck to direct them."
"Experience counts, Mr. Stiggs," remarked Ralph indulgently.
"You bet it does--that's what the company hires me for."
"Well, you go down and see if any of the circus people are still around."
"They were ten minutes ago."
"Find the manager. You know one of their wild animals is loose?"
"I heard so."
"Then you bargain for a reward. Tell them you can produce their escaped tiger if they pay you for your trouble."