"Bah! you keep away from those cages."
"How did you dare to do that?" asked Andy, as the boys came out of the menagerie.
"Why, I'll tell you," explained Luke. "I love animals, and most times they seem to know it. Once a lion tamer summered at our farm on account of poor health. He told me a lot of things about his business. One thing I tried just now. I've got a lot of fine sugar flavored with anise in my pocket. When I tackled Sultan I had my hand covered with it. Any wild animal loves the smell of anise. You saw me try it on their champion, and it worked, didn't it?"
"You are a strange kind of a fellow, Luke," said Andy studying his companion interestedly.
"That so?" smiled Luke. "I don't see why. You fancy tumbling. I'm dead gone on the cages. We both have our especial ambitions—say, I haven't caught your name yet."
"Andy."
"All right, Andy. Going to use your full name on the circus posters, or just Andy?"
"The circus posters are a long way ahead," smiled Andy. "But if I ever get that far I think I'll use my right name—Andy Wildwood."
"Eh? What's that? Andy Wildwood!" exclaimed Luke.
Andy was amazed at a sharp start and shout on the part of his companion.