“Oh, thank you, Mr. Carsdale,” replied Connie, speaking his name as if she knew him. “I saw you make the tiger go into his cage.”
The animal trainer couldn’t keep from showing surprise because the little girl knew his name. Mrs. Williams explained how Connie had learned it.
“Eva Leitsall is a smart youngster,” declared the animal trainer warmly. “She helped to keep the crowd quiet. Tigers are nervous creatures, easily thrown off balance, Ma’am. We might have had a bad time of it if folks had lost their heads.”
The Brownies hoped Mr. Carsdale would tell them more about tigers. Instead, he bowed to Mrs. Williams and walked on.
“I hope we see him again,” declared Connie, as the Brownies returned to the parked automobiles. “Circus folks are nice, aren’t they?”
“No doubt they’re very much like other people when one becomes acquainted with them,” replied Mrs. Williams.
“I wish I could be in the circus,” announced Veve enviously. “I’d be an animal woman. Only I’d train lions instead of tigers.”
At home once more, Veve and Connie did not have long to wait for the afternoon circus performance.
They played awhile together, had an early lunch, and then it was time to join the other Brownies at Miss Gordon’s home.
Catching a bus downtown, the girls walked directly to the circus grounds. Even from a distance they could hear music and it caused them to quicken their pace. Although it was early, a large crowd already milled about the entranceway.