"Not much since you had yours. Had to shoot Princess a couple of towns back."
"You mean the lioness?"
"Yes. She went on a rampage and there was nearly a bad accident, so we had to kill her."
"Too bad," remarked Joe, for he knew what a loss it meant to a show when a fine animal, such as Princess was, must be disposed of. "Still it was better than to have her kill her trainer or some one," he added.
"That's right," agreed a canvasman.
Joe passed on to the dressing tent. Helen saw him coming and ran to meet him.
"Oh, Joe!" she exclaimed. "I am so glad to see you! Are you all right again?"
"Quite, thank you. I'm a little lame and stiff yet, but I'll soon get limbered up when I get in my tights and feel myself swinging from a trapeze."
"Oh, but you must be careful, Joe."'
"I will. I don't want to have another accident. And now about yourself. How have you been?"