"Oh, I don't know. But I am sure it will be something quite serious."
"You better look out for yourself," growled Teddy. "I'll take care of myself."
"Yes; the way you did last night," retorted Phil, with a hearty laugh. "Come on, now; let's not quarrel. I want to find some of our old friends. Isn't that Mr. Miaco over there by the dressing tent?"
"Sure."
Both lads ran toward their old friend, the head clown, with outstretched hands, and Mr. Miaco, seeing them coming, hastened forward to greet them.
"Well, well, boys! How are you?"
"Oh, we're fine," glowed Phil. "And we are glad to be back again, let me tell you."
"No more so than your old friends are to have you back.
Same old act?"
"Yes."
"What have you boys been doing this winter?"