"He didn't know. He knew only that Jupiter had been 'off' for nearly two days. Kennedy said something about a bad stomach. Why do you ask that question?" demanded the showman, with a shrewd glance at the boy.
"Because I have been wondering about Jupiter quite a little since morning. I've been thinking, Mr. Sparling."
"Now what are you driving at? You've got something in your head.
Out with it!"
"It may sound foolish, but—"
"But what?"
"While Jupiter was bad, he showed none of the signs that come from a fit of purely bad temper—that is, before the stampede."
"That's right."
"Then what brought it on?" asked Phil looking Mr. Sparling squarely in the eyes.
For a few seconds man and boy looked at each other without a word.
"What's your idea?" asked the showman quietly.