"We'll have a spread up here all by ourselves, tomorrow night, after the show. We'll eat the egg. I'll get the cook to boil it all day tomorrow—does it take a day to boil an ostrich egg?"
"I should think it might take a month," laughed Phil. "Yes; I'll make a martyr of myself and help you eat the egg. I shall never have any peace until that egg is finally disposed of—"
"What's going on downstairs?" interrupted Teddy.
A commotion was heard out on the dock. There was the tramping of many feet, mingled with loud, angry shouts and sharp commands.
"It sounds to me as if something has been let loose," said Teddy
Tucker wisely.
Something had been "let loose."
With one accord the Circus Boys sprang up. Rushing out into the corridor they leaped down the after companionway four steps at a jump.
CHAPTER VIII
JANUARY ON THE RAMPAGE
"What's the row? What's the row?" bellowed Teddy, who, bolting under a cage and, leaving his hat under the wagon, dashed out to the dock, where their vessel was moored.