"Oh, yes," added the little fellow, "we'd like to have you come, too, Mr. Policeman Cassidy."
"I'll come and stand guard at the ticket wagon," laughed the big, good-natured officer. "And if I see that Italian sneaking up I'll chase him."
"I guess he won't come," said Teddy. Then he and his sister climbed up on the seat beside Mr. Anderson and were driven back to their home. It was time, too, for their mother was out at the gate, holding Trouble by the hand, and looking up and down the street.
"Where have you been, Curlytops?" she asked them. "And what are you doing in Mr. Anderson's wagon—and with the monkey? Did Jack run away?" she asked.
"He was taken away," explained Teddy.
"By an old organ grinder," added Janet.
And then the story was told.
"Dear me," said Mrs. Martin, when it was finished. "I'm sure if your father and I had known all the things that were going to happen because of Uncle Toby's pets, we would not have brought them home."
"Oh, it's fun!" laughed Teddy, slipping down with Jack.
"And Policeman Cassidy is coming to our circus," said Janet.