Sure enough, Rodney had picked out the two lads, and was smiling at them and waving a hand in their direction. The two lads felt very proud of this, knowing as they did that they were the envy of every boy of their acquaintance within sight of them.
The climax of the act was when the young woman seemed to plunge straight down toward the ground.
The women in the audience uttered sharp little cries of alarm. But the performer was not falling. Strong slender ropes had been fastened to her heels, the other ends being held by one of the performers who was hanging from the rings.
As a result the falling girl’s flight was checked just before she reached the ground and the spectators breathed a sigh of profound relief.
“My, that was great! I wouldn’t want to do that.”
“No, you’re too heavy, Teddy. That’s why they have a girl do it. She is slender and light—”
“I’d be light headed.”
“Guess, I would, too,” laughed Phil.
At this juncture an attendant came running up the steps, halting before the lads.
“Are you Phil Forrest?” he asked.