“I know, but I can’t go back on my promise, and I promised to perform twice.”
“Well, don’t you go and try to improve on it,” begged Nelson. “Don’t try to put in three somersaults instead of two.”
“By Jove!” exclaimed Dan, grinning, “that’s an idea! I hadn’t thought of that!”
“Shut up!” begged Nelson. “If you try that trick you’ll be Done-ello for sure.”
“Instead of Danello,” added Tom.
“Wasn’t it great about Barry?” asked Nelson. “He was on my lap and I didn’t know what he was up to until he was kiting across lots with his leash dangling after him. Did you hear the crowd laugh? Barry made the hit of the performance.”
“Well, how about supper? Suppose you fellows come with me. I’m to eat with the push here, and I guess Murray’ll let you come along if I agree to pay for you.”
“That’s dandy!” said Tom. “We’ll eat with Zul-Zul and the Wild Man!”
“You’d better look out, Tommy,” Bob advised. “Maybe he’ll eat you, you’re so fat and rosy.”