“Yes. But nobody likes him. Natalie Sparks thinks Snipper may be in with the ticket thieves—that’s between you and me, of course,” added Barton Reeve quickly.
“I have the same kind of an idea, Mr. Reeve. But the thing is to prove it.”
“Of course. Until you can do that you had better remain silent.”
While conversing, the two had been skirting the circus grounds, and now they came to a halt near a lemonade stand. Leo looked up, to see Jack Snipper not over fifty feet away.
“There is Snipper now,” he exclaimed. “Who are those two men with him?”
Barton Reeve gave a look.
“I declare, they are two of the crowd that Lambert has under suspicion,” he ejaculated.
“The three are going somewhere,” said Leo quickly. “If you have the time to spare, let us follow them.”
Barton Reeve looked at Leo, and saw what was passing in the young gymnast’s mind.
“I have the whole morning on my hands and will go willingly,” he replied.