CHAPTER XVII.
AN ATHLETIC CONTEST.
The two boy riders were taking their usual afternoon walk, when they met Carden. The canvas man frowned, but his face seemed also to wear an expression of triumphant malice, as if he could foresee some evil in store for Robert.
"Did you notice how Carden looked, Robert?" asked Charlie.
"Not very pleasant. He hasn't forgotten me for detecting him in his attempt to rob me."
"He looked as if he had heard of some bad luck for you."
"That must be your imagination, Charlie. I've had no bad luck."
"I wonder what makes Carden stay here now he is discharged from the circus," said Charlie, thoughtfully.
"I suppose he can stay here as cheap as anywhere," said Robert. "I don't trouble myself about him or his plans."
"He is your enemy, Rob. He may try to do you some harm."