“Yes.”
“It won’t do, my lad. The crowd want somebody who will make a parachute jump, and all that.”
“I’ll make the parachute jump if you’ll give me a few instructions.”
The man laughed.
“You’re a daring youngster, to say the least,” he remarked. “Why, you might break your neck.”
“No, I wouldn’t,” returned Leo confidently.
“Well, I’m much obliged, but I can’t use your services.”
“Let me get in the basket and see how it feels, will you?” asked the boy, after a pause.
“Well, seeing as you are so anxious, I’ll oblige you,” laughed the man.
The basket rested on the ground, directly to one side of the fire, with which the air in the swaying monster was kept hot.