“It might. At any rate, it wouldn’t be any harm to try.”
“I was wondering how I could get a make-believe airship made.”
“Why, Pete Delafield, the property man, will help you out if you ask him. He makes all the things the other clowns and I use in our acts. Of course you can’t get it for to-night, though.”
“Oh, no, I don’t expect to. I’ll have to plan it out, and think up how I’m going to act. Where can I find Mr. Delafield?”
“I’ll take you to him after we finish eating. You’ll go on to-night, won’t you?”
“Mr. Paine didn’t say anything about it, but I’d like to, if you think I’m good enough.”
“Well, it won’t much matter at night. You can go out in the ring when I go, and do your stunt. Even if the audience doesn’t laugh at you, you’ll gain confidence, so when you’re ready with your airship act you’ll not be afraid.”
“That will be a good idea,” replied Jack. “I’m much obliged to you.”
“That’s all right. I’ll go with you to Pete Delafield in a minute.”
While Mr. Kyle was finishing his second cup of coffee, a stout man, whose manner at once proclaimed that he was inclined to be nervous and fussy, approached.