Don crept behind his master, and looked at Tum Tum. The elephant walked down to get another wagon to push up hill, as all the circus horses were too busy to pull it.
"Bow wow!" barked Don, but this time he was talking to Tum Tum, and not barking angrily at him. "Are you an elephant?" asked Don, in his own language, which the elephant understood very well.
"Yes, I am an elephant," said Tum Tum.
"And you have two tails," went on Don.
Almost anyone who sees an elephant for the first time thinks that.
"No, I have only one tail," Tum Tum answered. "The front thing is my trunk, or long nose. I breathe through it, pick up things to eat in it, and squirt water through it."
"My! It is very useful, isn't it?" asked Don, wagging his tail.
"Indeed it is," said Tum Tum. The elephant and the dog were fast becoming friends now, and were talking together, though the boy and his father and the circus men did not know this.
"Then was it your trunk that you picked me up in?" asked Don, of the elephant.
"Yes," replied Tum Tum, "and I am sorry if I frightened you."