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^HHE Circus came to rest early one afternoon on a -L pitch half a mile from a fairly large town. It was a two-night camp; Jeff and Micky had mysterious business of their own in the Big Top with the Owner. Hugh was told that he was at liberty. He went in search of Nita, and together they strolied towards the elephants' corner.

Hugh's first friend among the Circus hands had been George, the "bull-man." It was a friendship that had continued and grown stronger.

The keeper's job was a solitary one. Few among the hands had any understanding of the ways of elephants. They liked them for their usefulness, for the patiënt docility with which they would tackle any job too heavy for men; but it was not a personal liking. Rather was it the feeling with which a later generation of circus-folk •—men as yet unborn—was to regard the steam-tractor which in Peterson's day had not come into being. The "bulls" were machines and beasts of burden, apart from