“That’s him over there. He’s a grouch, but just don’t let him bluff you. Yes, the cook tent’s about ready. I’ll sneak in and hook something before breakfast; then mebby I’ll come back and talk with you.”
“We’ll look for you in the show this afternoon,” said Phil.
“All right, if I see you I’ll swing my hand to you,” Rodney replied, starting for the cook tent, where the meals were served to the show people.
“Now, I’m going to see that boss canvasman,” announced Phil. “See, they are laying the pieces of the tents flat on the ground. I suppose they fasten them all together when they get them placed, then raise them up on the poles.”
“I guess so. I don’t care much so long as I don’t have to do it.”
“Teddy Tucker, actually you are the laziest boy I ever knew. Why don’t you brace up?”
“Don’t I have just as good a time and better, than you do?”
“Guess you do.”
“Don’t I get just as much to eat?”
“I presume so,” admitted Phil.