It was all over but the
shouting then."
"Did you know I had them?"
"No; not until I got near the lot. I followed their tracks
you see. Finally some people told me a kid was leading the herd
back here. I knew that was you. Phil Forrest, you are a dandy.
I can't talk now! I'm too winded. I'll tell you later on what I
think of your kind. Now I'm going to whale the daylights out of
that Jupiter."
"Please don't do anything of the sort," begged Phil. "He is
quiet now. He has forgotten all about it. I am afraid if you
try to punish him you will only make him worse."
"Good elephant sense," emphasized the keeper. "You ought to be
on the animals."
"It seems to me that I have been pretty well on them today,"
grinned the lad. "Oh, was anybody killed?"
"I think not. Don't believe anyone was very seriously hurt.
You see, that open lot there gave the people plenty of chance
to see what was coming. They had plenty of time to get away
after that."
"I'm so glad. I hope no one was killed."
"Reckon there would have been if you hadn't got busy when
you did."
"Have you seen Mrs. Robinson? I'm rather anxious about her."
"There she is now."
Dimples had changed her torn white dress for a short riding
skirt, and when Phil turned about she was running toward him
with outstretched arms.
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