"Can I get through your window?" he said shortly.
"Yes," said Grandfather Moore. "Where do you want to get to?"
"I'm going to a circus," said William firmly.
The bright eyes grew wistful.
"A circus!" said the little old man. "I went to a circus once—years and years ago. Horses and elephants and——"
"Lions an' tigers an' camels an'—an'—an' clowns," supplied William.
"Yes, clowns," said the old man eagerly. "I remember the clown. Oh, he was a funny fellow! Are you going alone?"
"Yes," said William, crossing to the window.
"Do they know you're going?"
"No."