"Nonsense. I've got nothing at Fairview excepting a lot of debts. I wish you'd explain yourself, Luke. There can't be anything to your absurd statement."
"Can't there?" cried Luke excitedly. "Well, you just listen and see—"
"Oh, Wildwood—been looking for you," interrupted some one, just there.
Andy looked up to recognize Marco. The latter nodded to Luke, and proceeded to lead Andy away with him.
"Hold on," demurred Luke.
"You'll have to excuse your friend just now," said Marco. "Very important, Wildwood," he added.
"What is it, Mr. Marco?" inquired Andy.
Marco showed two folded sheets of writing paper in his hand.
"Your contract with the circus," he explained. "There's a bad hitch in this business. Hope to straighten it out, but we'll have to get right at it. Come to Billy Blow's tent. I want to have a private talk with you."
Andy traced a seriousness in Marco's manner that oppressed him.
Instantly all his mind was fixed on the matter of the contracts.