Toby Tyler; Or, Ten Weeks with a Circus — John Shaqi
Toby Tyler; Or, Ten Weeks with a CircusOtis, James
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Toby Tyler; Or, Ten Weeks with a Circus
Otis, James
Circus -- Fiction; Runaways -- Fiction
Toby hardly knew what to say for this hearty welcome, but he managed to
tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had had no idea of missing
the dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come.
"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave
him another hug, but careful not to give Mr. Stubbs a chance of grasping
her hair again. "Of course I wanted you to come, for this dinner has
been got up so that you could meet these people here, and so that they
could see you."
Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming
compliment, and for that reason did not say anything, only submitting
patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give
him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there
were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove.
"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving
his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but, while introducing
you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This,
ladies and gentlemen"--and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if
he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was
about to explain to a party of spectators--"is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom
you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now
carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the
manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and
bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow."
By the time that Mr. Treat got through with this long speech Toby felt
very much as if he were some wonderful creature whom the skeleton was
exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet and duck his little red
head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr.
Stubbs to cover his confusion.
One of the Albino Children now came forward, and, while stroking Mr.
Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he
couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey;
therefore he hastened to say, modestly,
"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did
almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in."
"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've
heard the whole story from Old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it
like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any
part of it."
CHAPTER X.
MR. STUBBS AT A PARTY.
Toby was about to say that he did not intend to represent the matter
other than it really was, when a voice from behind the canvas screen
arrested further conversation.
"Sam-u-el, come an' help me carry these things in."
Something very like a smile of satisfaction passed over Signor Castro's
face as he heard this, which told him that the time for the feast was
near at hand; and the snake-charmer, as well as the Albino Children,
seemed quite as much pleased as did the sword-swallower.
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