Phil knew what that meant. As show people term it, she had
"frozen" in the air. She was falling, head first, right toward
the wooden ring curbing.
"Turn! Turn!" cried Phil sharply.
The girl was powerless to do so, while the ringmaster, being on
the opposite side of the ring, could be of no assistance to her.
"Turn!" shouted Phil, more loudly this time, giving a mighty
spring in the direction of the falling woman.
CHAPTER IX
THE MULE DISTINGUISHES HIMSELF
The audience had half risen, believing that the girl would surely
be killed. It did seem that it would be a miracle if she escaped
without serious injury.
But the Circus Boy, his every faculty centered on the task before
him, proposed to save her if he could.
He sprang up on the ring curbing, stretching both hands above his
head as far as he could reach, bracing himself with legs wide
apart to meet the shock.
It is not an easy task to attempt to catch a person, especially
if that person be falling toward you head first. But Phil
Forrest calculated in a flash how he would do it. That is,
he would unless he missed.
It all happened in much less time than it takes to tell it,
of course, and a moment afterwards one could not have told how it
had occurred.
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