Tinkle felt a little sad when his pony friends left him alone in the big tent, but still he had plenty to eat and a clean place to stay, and he knew they would come back soon. Tinkle saw a boy coming toward him with a pail of water, and, for a moment, the pony thought the boy might be George. But he was not.
“I wonder if I shall ever see George, Mabel and nice Patrick again?” thought Tinkle. “I would just love to be in my nice home once more, even though I like the circus.”
Suddenly Tinkle heard some one call:
“Look out! Here come the elephants!” and the ground seemed to rumble and shake as it did when there was a heavy thunder storm.
“Elephants? Elephants?” said Tinkle to himself. “Where have I heard that word before?” Then he remembered. “Oh, now I know,” he said. “Dido, the dancing bear, told me about them.”
Tinkle looked from his tent. Near him, just outside, were ten big elephants with gay silk blankets on their backs. And, [as Tinkle looked, he saw one funny elephant slyly reach out his trunk and pull the tail of the elephant in front of him]. Then the funny elephant looked the other way and seemed to be hunting on the ground for a peanut.
