“Grab him before he gets violent!” yells Big-Foot and makes a dive for Wick. Wick might have been sick in the head, but it hadn’t affected his legs. He beat Big-Foot to the door and neither of ’em hit the sidewalk on their way out.
“Haw! Haw! Haw!” whoops Judge Steele. “Them darned fools don’t know——”
Big-Foot comes backing into the door, catches his spurs on the threshold and falls flat on his back, where he lays with his eyes shut.
“Take it away!” he yelps. “Dang it all, take it away!”
“You—you got ’em too, Big-Foot?” asks Buck.
“Hawg tie me!” yells Big Foot. “I seen more than Wick did!”
“Somebody has been monkeying with the circus, Ike,” whispers Magpie.
We ducked out the back door. Bosco is setting there on the canvas. He says a couple of the dogs got loose, but nothing else is gone.
We sat down and smoked a while, when Magpie says—
“Bosco, do you know anything about this circus of ours?”