“This will be our last day with the circus,” Connie said as they wandered about the grounds listening to the barkers. “In a way, I will be sorry to leave.”
“So will I,” agreed Veve, “but I’ll be glad to go back to camp too.”
The girls visited several of the side shows and did not have to pay to get in. By this time they were known to nearly all of the circus people.
“Keep watch for Pickpocket Joe,” Connie urged Veve. “I am sure he is somewhere in the crowd.”
The two Brownies did not see anyone who resembled the man in the least. Before entering the big tent to watch the afternoon show, they talked again to Clem Gregg. He told them he had not seen Pickpocket Joe either.
When it was time for the circus to start, Connie and Veve found seats in the front row near the center ring.
Veve enjoyed watching a man in a white suit who held a silver whistle. Whenever he blew it, she noticed that the band music changed. Then a new act went into the ring.
“I guess he must be the most important person in the circus,” she declared. “Without him, the acts couldn’t start or stop.”
The girls were quite worried when Eva’s riding act came on, for she had told them she had decided to try the difficult somersault that afternoon instead of waiting for the night performance.
“I’m almost afraid to watch,” whispered Connie nervously. “What if she should fall?”