The man walked all around outside of the performers' tent, eagerly scanning the ground. Then he enlarged the scope of his survey and search.
"Hey, Marco!" sang out another man, sticking his head past the flap of the tent. "Time to get in line."
"Wait a minute," retorted the other. "I've lost something, and I won't go on till I find it."
The speaker looked positively distressed as he continued a disappointing search. A sudden idea struck Andy, and he drew the handkerchief and its belongings from his pocket.
Just then the circus performer nearly ran against him. He looked up and made a forward jump. He seized the handkerchief and the two odd objects it contained with a fervent cry that astonished the bewildered Andy.
"Give them to me," he exclaimed eagerly. "They're mine. Where did you find them? Boy, you've saved my life!"
CHAPTER VI
CIRCUS TALK
Andy knew that the circus actor's vehement statement was an exaggeration, still there was no doubting the fact that he was intensely pleased and grateful.
"I found those things in the handkerchief over near the dressing tent," explained Andy.