"Why, would anybody be afraid in a big tent like this?" asked Dolly, surprised.
"Some might. But--Hark! Hooray! Here we come!"
The band which had been playing all the time now broke into a more blatant march, a gaily accoutred "herald" galloped forth from a wide opening at the rear of the tent, then turned his steed about to face that opening, waving his staff and curveting about in the most fantastic manner. Then the silence of expectation fell upon that ma.s.s of humanity, the promenaders settling into any seats available, warned by men in authority not to obstruct the view of those on the lower benches.
As a cavalcade of horses appeared Mr. Winters looked anxiously down into Luna"s face. To his surprise it showed no interest in the scene before her but was fast settling into its habitual drowsiness.
"Well, after all, that"s best. We could not leave her behind and I feared she would be frightened;" he observed to Dorothy.
"Yes, I"m glad, too. Keep still, "Phira! You must keep still, else you may be hurt. Wait. I"ll take you on my lap, as Molly has "Nias.
Now--see the pretty horses?" answered Dorothy, and involuntarily shivered as a fresh thunderclap fell on her ears.
Alfaretta leaned forward to remark:
"It"s begun to rain! But isn"t it cute to be under a tent and just let it rain! Ah! My soul! Ain"t they beautiful? Look, girls, look, them first ones is almost here! A-ah! them clowns! And monkeys--to the far end there"s real monkeys ridin" on Shetland ponies! Oh! my heart and soul and body! I"m so glad I come!"
She finished her comments, standing up and swaying wildly from side to side, till somebody from the rear jabbed her shoulders with an umbrella point, loudly commanding: "Down front! Down front!"
She dropped into her seat with a shriek, which somebody somewhere promptly caught up and echoed, while at that same instant a flash of lightning illuminated even that interior which had grown so strangely dark, and on the instant came a terrific crash.
Another woman screamed, and Seth Winters"s face paled. He knew how very little it would now take to start a panic. But the band played the louder, the performers went round and round the great ring, the clowns frolicked and the monkeys pranked, and he inwardly blessed the discipline which kept every player to his post, as if such electric storms were every day incidents.
"What are those men doing to the roof?" suddenly demanded Molly Martin of her neighbor, James, calling his attention to the sagging canvas and the employees hurrying hither and thither to lift it on the points of great poles. Then would follow a splash of water down the slope from the central supporting pole of that flimsy roof, dashing off at the scalloped edges upon the surrounding ground.
"Water"s heavy. I guess they"re afraid it"ll break and douse the people. Hi! But that was a teaser! It don"t stop a minute and it"s getting blacker"n ink. Never heard such a roar and it don"t let up a second. They"ll have to stop the performance till it slacks up, and--What fools these folks are that"s hurrying out into that downpour!"
"Maybe--maybe--they"re safer outside. Rain won"t hurt--much--but circus tents are sometimes blown down--I"ve read----"
"Now come, Alfy Babc.o.c.k, just hold your tongue! Rough way to speak but I mean it. Hear what the Master said? How it was mighty easy to start a panic but impossible to stop one, or nigh so? Everyone that keeps still and behaves helps to make somebody else do it. Here, boy, fetch them peanuts this way? Dip in, Alfy, I"ll treat, and I see the lemonade feller"s headed this way, too. Whilst we"re waitin" we might as well----"
Even Jim"s philosophy was put to the test just then, for with a peanut half-way to his lips his hand was arrested by another terrific crash and the swishing tear of wet canvas.
CHAPTER XIII
IN THE GREAT KITCHEN
Still the band played on. The cavalcade paced round and round the ring, while a hundred workmen--it seemed--swarmed to the repair of the torn tent. Fortunately, the injured portion was that occupied as dressing rooms and stables for the performers, so that few of the audience suffered more than fright. Indeed, most of the spectators realized as Mr. Winters had done, the danger of panic and the wisdom of composure, so remained in their places.
Also, with the same suddenness that had marked its rising the storm ended and the sun shone out. One mighty sigh of relief swept over those crowded tiers of humanity, and the indefatigable band struck up a new and livelier note. The tight-rope dancer sprang lightly into the ring and went through her hazardous feats with smiling face and airy self-confidence; the elephants ascended absurdly small stools, and stood upon them, "lookin" terribly silly, as if they knew they were makin" guys of themselves," so Mike Martin exclaimed, though he still kept his fascinated eyes upon their every movement. There was the usual bareback riding and jumping through rings: the trapeze, and the pony quadrille; in short, all that could be expected of any well conducted "Show," while above all and below all sounded the clown"s voice in a ceaseless clatter and cackle of nonsense.
Laughter and badinage, peanuts and pink lemonade; men and women turned back to childhood, smiling at the foolishness enacted before them but more at their own in thus enjoying it; and the "Learned Blacksmith"
who had pondered many books finding this company around him the most interesting study of them all.
It was this that he loved about a circus; and, to-day, at their first one, the faces of Ananias and Sapphira held his gaze enthralled.
"Dolly, Dolly Doodles! Do watch them!" he cried for sympathy in his delight. "Did ever you see eyes so bright? Mouths so wide agape? and happiness so intense! Ah! if those to whom they belong could see them now, all hardness would vanish in a flash!"
Dorothy looked as he desired, but her glance was less of admiration than of anxiety. She had seen what he did not see and was hearing what he did not; a face and figure somberly different from the tri-colored one of the clown, and a voice more raucously insistent than his.
All at once the twins also saw and heard. Their attention was clutched, as it were, from those adorable monkeys a-horseback, which had come once more to the very spot before where they stood, and whom in their baby-souls they envied frantically.
"HIM!" shrieked Ananias.
"H-I-M!" echoed Sapphira, all her pretty pink-and-whiteness turned the pallor of fear.
There was a flash of bare feet and blue-denimed legs and the terrified twins had leaped the velvet-topped barrier bordering the ring and were scurrying heedlessly away, how and where they cared not except to be safe from that "Him" whose memory was a pain.
"My soul! They"ll be killed--the little rascals!" cried Jim, and leaped the barrier, in pursuit.
"He can"t catch "em! I"ll help!" and fat Monty rolled himself over the fence.
"What"s up, boys?" demanded Frazer Moore; and, perceiving, added himself to the rescuing party. Ditto, Mike; then Littlejohn and Danny.
This was the chance of a lifetime! to be themselves "performers." Only Melvin and Herbert rose, hesitating, amazed--and, seeing the little ones, whom everybody tried to catch and who eluded every grasp, in such imminent peril of trampling horse-hoofs, they also followed the leader.
Even Mr. Winters rose to his feet and watched in deep anxiety the outcome of this escapade, and the darting nimbleness of two small figures which everybody, from the ring-master down, was chasing like mad. Only the trained hors.e.m.e.n and their following troupe of monkeys kept on unmindful; while from the seats on every side ran shouts of laughter. To most of those onlookers this seemed a part, a delightfully arranged part, of the entertainment. Only those nearest, and the farrier was one of them, realized that the strange old man with the croaking voice was an alien to that scene. A half-crazed old man who felt called upon to deliver his "message" of warning to a sinful world, at all times, seasons, and places. He had stumbled upon this as a fine field and, unbalanced though his mind was, it had yet been clear enough for him to purchase a ticket and enter in the customary way.
"Oh! will he take the twins away?" asked Dorothy, clasping her hands in dismay. "And will they--be--killed!"
"I think not, to both questions. Evidently he has not perceived the children though they were quick enough to discover him. The pity! that one should inspire such fear in his own household! But, see! See!"
Mr. Winters forgot the old exhorter for the moment and laughed aloud.
In the ring the clown had, at first, pretended to join in the pursuit of the nimble runaways, but only pretended. Then he suddenly perceived that they were growing breathless and had almost fallen beneath the feet of a mighty Norman horse. The man beneath his motley uniform rose to the emergency. Catching the bridle of a near-by pony, he flung the monkey from its back, scooped the babies up from the ground, set them in the monkey"s place and, mounting behind them, triumphantly fell into line.
It was all so quickly done that its bravery was but half appreciated; and the absurdly grinning mask which he now waggled from side to side, as if bowing to an outburst of applause, roused a roar of laughter. As for Ananias and Sapphira--their felicity was complete. The stern grandparent was forgotten and the only fact they knew was this marvelous ride on a marvelous steed, and most marvelous of all, in the friendly grasp of the tri-colored person behind them.
Mr. Winters turned from them for a moment, at the sound of a scuffle near by. An instant"s glance showed him that the poor fanatic was being roughly handled by some employees of the circus, and he stepped forward protesting:
"Don"t do that! He"ll go quietly enough if you just ask him. He"s a feeble old man--be gentle!"
"But we want no "cranks" in here creating a disturbance! Enough has happened this performance, already!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: THE TWINS AND CLOWN ON THE SHETLAND PONY.
_Dorothy"s House Party._]
"Jim! James Barlow! Herbert Montaigne!" These two were the only ones left still in the ring of the lot who had pursued the runaway twins, the others having shamefacedly retreated as soon as they saw the children were safe. They looked toward the Master yet lingered to receive the twins whom their captor was now willing to resign; they struggling to remain and a mixed array of flying legs and arms resulting.
However, neither screams nor obstreperous kicks availed to prolong that delectable ride, and presently the little ones found themselves back in the grasp of a bevy of girls who made a human fence about them, and so hedged them in to safety.
"Lads, I must leave you to see our girls safe home. Do so immediately the performance is over and it must be nearly now. This poor old chap is ill and bemused by his rough handling. I"m going to take him to a hospital I know and have him cared for. I"ll go down to Deerhurst as soon as I can but don"t wait for me. Come, friend. Let us go;" and linking his strong arm within the weak one of the man, scarce older yet so much frailer than he, he walked quietly away, the fanatic unresisting and obedient.
With the Master"s departure the glamour faded from the "Show"; and at Helena"s suggestion the whole party promptly made their exit.
"It"s a wise move, too, Helena. We can catch the five o"clock train down and it won"t be crowded, as the later one will be. I fancy we"ve all had about all the circus we want--this time. Anybody got a rope?"