“I must say you are a most persistent young man.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And what if this act falls down flat? What then?”
“It mustn’t.”
“But if it does?”
“Then, sir, I’ll give up the show business and go back to Edmeston, where I’ll hire out to work on a farm. If I can’t do a little thing like this I guess the farm will be the best place for me.”
Phil was solemn and he meant every word he said. Mr. Sparling, however, unable to maintain his serious expression, laughed heartily.
“My boy, you are all right. Go ahead and work up your act. You have my full permission to do that in your own way, acting, of course, under the approval of Mr. Kennedy. He knows what would go with his bulls.”
“Thank you, thank you very much,” exclaimed Phil, impulsively. “I hope you will be pleasantly surprised.”
“I expect to be.”