"I am so glad to see you," cried Phil, hugging his employer delightedly.
"And it does my heart good to set eyes on you two once more. The Sparling organization has not been quite the same since you left. And, Teddy, we haven't had any excitement since you left."
"How's the donkey?"
"Kicking everything out of sight that comes near him. He has not been in the ring since you left," laughed the showman.
"I wish I was back there. I don't like this game for a little bit."
"You mean you do not like the work?"
"Well, no, not exactly that. The work is all right, but—"
"But what?" persisted Mr. Sparling.
"Never mind, Teddy," interposed Phil. "No tales, you know."
"I'm telling no tales. I said I didn't like it and that's the truth. May I go back with you, Mr. Sparling?"