As the smoke swept back in another direction there was a snap above.
One of the ropes which held the bar had parted!
The end of the bar hung down, and below it the end of the burned rope.
As quick as a flash Leo slid down to the very end of the rope.
Thus suspended he began to swing himself back and forth.
Soon he gave an extra swing, just as the smoke again came down.
Like a curving ball he passed through the cloud, past the centerpole, and on to the rings, on the other side of the tent.
He caught hold of one of the rings and hung fast.
Then after a pause in which to catch his breath he let himself down to the ground.
A deafening cheer arose.