"Teddy, Teddy, wake up!" commanded Phil, hauling his companion from his berth in the sleeping car.
Teddy scrambled out into the aisle of the car and promptly showed fight.
"Here, what are you doing, waking me up this time of the night?" he demanded.
"I have great news."
"News?" questioned the boy, showing some slight signs of interest in the announcement.
"Yes, news, and good news, too."
"All right, I'm easy. What is it?"
"We are to join the advance."
"Advance of what?"
"The advance of the Sparling Shows, of course," glowed Phil.