"For," thought Umboo, "if I pull that white rag out of his coat again, maybe he'll give me some more sweet sugar."
So, with the tip of his trunk, which could pick up little things, even as you can with your fingers, Umboo felt about for the handkerchief. He did not find it, however.
"Ha! Ha!" laughed the circus man, "You did not forget, did you? You are going to be a good trick elephant, I'm sure. Here is my handkerchief, in my other pocket. I put it there to fool you!" and he turned about so that the white cloth could be seen hanging down on the other side of his coat.
"Ha! That's funny!" thought Umboo. "I did not know the man had two pockets!"
Then the elephant pulled out the handkerchief again, and the man laughed and gave him a extra large lump of sugar.
"Now come with me, Umboo," said the man, and he led him away, out of the lumber yard.
"Where are you going?" called Keedah, and some of the other boys.
"I don't know," answered Umboo, in elephant talk, of course. "But I heard the man say something about making me do tricks in a circus."
"Oh, then you are going to have a fine, time," said one of the keonkies, or tame elephants, that help train the wild ones. "If you go to the circus you will have fun. A friend of mine was once in one, and then, in his old age, he came back to India to live. And he said he never enjoyed himself so much as in a circus. And how he did used to talk about the peanuts!"
"What are peanuts?" asked Umboo.