Andy thought hard. There was certainly a check to his show career unless he secured the sanction and cooperation of his aunt.
Judging from existing circumstances, Andy utterly despaired of moving his unlovable, stubborn-minded relative towards any action that would favor him. Especially was this true after he had defied her authority and run away from home.
"If Mr. Harding's circus won't take me without this restriction, why should any other show?" mused Andy. "Oh, dear! Just as things looked so bright and hopeful, to have this happen—"
The boy gulped, trying hard to keep back the tears of vexation and disappointment. Then he became indignant. He got actually mad as he decided that he was a victim of rank injustice.
He arose under the spur of violent varied emotions, pacing the spot excitedly, wrestling with the problem that threatened to destroy all his fond youthful ambitions.
Gradually his mind cleared. Gradually, too, a better balance came to his thoughts. He went logically and seriously over the situation.
Daylight was just going as Andy arrived at a heroic decision.
"There's only one way," he said slowly and firmly. "It looks hopeless, but I'm going to try. Yes, make or break, I'm going to face Aunt Lavinia boldly."
Andy Wildwood started in the direction of Tipton.