CHAPTER XXIV.—IN THE CIRCUS RING AGAIN.
“Leo, Mr. Lambert wants to see you,” said Barton Reeve, after the excitement of the arrest was over.
“What about?” questioned the young gymnast.
“Oh, he wants to see you, that’s all,” added Reeve, with a peculiar wink of his eye.
The circus manager was at the main ticket wagon, as usual. As Leo entered, he held out his hand.
“Dunbar, I did you a great wrong, and I am sorry for it,” he said frankly.
“I am glad that my name is cleared, Mr. Lambert,” said Leo, as he took the extended hand.
“We owe you something for what you have done for the show,” went on the manager. “You did what the detectives failed to do, and I feel I ought to pay you a reward.”
“You can reward me well enough by taking me back, Mr. Lambert—that is, if you will take my present side partner, too,” Leo added, for he did not intend to desert Carl, who had done so much for him.
“I don’t understand. Who is your partner?”