"So he says in this letter."
"Does he know where to find you?"
"Yes; I have told him the places where the circus will show for the next two weeks. He can find the place easily enough, and inquire for me. Oh, I'm so anxious to know how rich I'm going to be!"
"I don't blame you," chuckled Bill. "Now, Joe, if I had a pencil and paper I'd give you those addresses I spoke of."
Joe supplied what was needed, and obtained the names of some men and women—circus performers who had been associated with his mother. Joe wrote to them, asking the names of his mother's relatives in England, and their addresses.
Helen's attention was so taken up with the affairs of her inheritance that she forgot about the queer actions of Sid and Tonzo until after the performance that night.
Then, as she and Joe were going to the train to take the sleeping cars for the next stop, Helen asked:
"Joe, did you ever hear of ripening trapeze ropes?"
"Ripening trapeze ropes?" he repeated. "No. What do you mean?"
Helen then told what she had seen and heard in the dressing tent.