"What makes you think so?"
" 'Cause they're carrying flowers in and making a great fuss.
I'm going over to find out. Come along?"
"No, thank you. You had better keep out. You know you are not supposed to go in the other dressing tent."
Teddy was not disturbed by the warning. He turned and started for the women's dressing tent, where he saw several of the other performers passing through the entrance. Phil, who had stepped to the door of his own dressing tent, observed the same thing.
"I guess there must be something going on over there. I shall have to find out what it means," he thought.
"May I come in, Mrs. Waite?" called Phil from the entrance.
"Sure. Come in Phil," smiled the wardrobe woman.
Teddy had not wasted the breath to ask permission to enter, but the moment he stepped inside something caught his eyes, causing them to open a little wider.
Two trunks had been drawn up in the center; over them was thrown an American flag. At one end a flag on a standard had been planted, and on the trunks, flowers and wreaths had been placed.
"What's that thing?" asked Teddy.