"Let's not play any more," said Danny.
"I'm tired of the ole circus, anyway," replied Chris.
They went into the house, Jerry slowly following them. Even he could not 'maginary the old green wrapper and the stuffed brown coat sleeve and blue trouser leg into an elephant any more.
CHAPTER VI
The Children That Cried in the Lane
The days slipped by and none of the children played circus again. Jerry thought of it often and would have liked to be the elephant just once, but he never said anything. That made him dream all the more about the real circus which was coming and wish that he could see it. He was very careful not to put his longing into words, so he wouldn't remind Mother 'Larkey of the ends that wouldn't meet and make her feel badly. One day she came across the old green wrapper elephant skin in the woodshed.
"Why don't you children play circus any more?" she asked Danny.
"El'funts don't look like that," he asserted, pointing disdainfully at the discarded costume. "Their tails are small like a rope."
"Are they now?" she asked. "And how might you be after knowing that?"