"I am not in the habit of being received that way," taunted Phil, making no move to vacate the chair.
Sully, with a grunt of disapproval, sat down in another chair, placing himself so the light would fall fully on Phil's face.
"Now, what's your name?"
"You'll have to guess that," smiled Phil.
"That's where you're wrong. I know it."
"What is my name?"
"Forrest. You're a bareback rider in the Sparling outfit.
You thought you would not be known, but you see you are.
You can't fool a man in the show business so easily. After you
have grown older in the business you will learn a few things."
"I am learning fast," laughed the lad. "I am learning a lot of things that I wish I did not have to learn."
"What, for instance?"
"That there are such men as you in the show business."