CHAPTER IX.
TWO BOYS ON A TRAMP.
"Mr. Tarbox, where on earth have you been?" inquired his wife, when her liege lord returned about 11.30 o'clock.
"I've been to the circus," said the farmer shortly.
"Oh, why didn't you take me, Nathan? I've always wanted to go to the circus," said Mrs. Tarbox in a tone of disappointment.
"It isn't a fit place for you," said her husband.
"You went!" said his wife, significantly. "If it's a fit place for you, why isn't it for me?"
"Do you think I went there for pleasure? You ought to know me better than to suppose I would visit such a demoralizing spectacle for amusement."
"Then why did you go?"
"I went to arrest that brute who kicked Bruiser to death and assaulted me. That's why I went."