“That’s the reason why I always stay to the concert,” said Mr. Keller. “It’s easier to get out when the crowd isn’t so large.”
So he bought tickets for himself and his wife, and Daddy Martin bought some for his family, and the children were delighted. Into the main tent came the “freaks” from the side shows, and also some men and women who sang while part of the circus band played. Then there were some “acts,” and the concert was over.
“But it will give the children a better chance to see the animals in the outer tent,” said Mr. Martin. “It won’t be so crowded.”
“An’ I want some peanuts to feed the nellifunt,” demanded Trouble.
“Where is that bag of peanuts you had?” asked his sister. “The one you threw on Mr. Keller’s head?”
“I eat ’em all up, I did,” confessed Trouble.
“O—o—o—oh!” murmured Janet.
There was another delightful half hour for the children in the animal tent, and Trouble not only fed the “nellifunts” some peanuts, but also gave a few to one of the cute little Shetland ponies.
And then, much to the regret of the Curlytops, it was time to go home, though they pleaded to stay “just a little longer.”
“But it is almost time for supper, my dears,” objected Mother. “Come, I think you have had quite enough of circus for one day.”