Then he
rolled over, sat up and wagged his head solemnly at Jerry.
"I've got it!" he cried and bounded to his feet and jumped clear over
Jerry's head.
"I didn't say nothing this time!" boasted Jerry. "I didn't say nothing
this time!"
"No," said the clown, "you didn't and our thoughts didn't all get mixed
up."
"Will I get in before it starts?" asked Jerry.
"Yes, or my name's not Jack Robinson," said the clown.
"Is that your name?" asked Jerry.
"Only to-day," replied the clown. "To-morrow it may be Tom, Dick or
Harry."
"Robinson?" questioned Jerry.
"Or Smith or Kettlewell," replied the clown, smiling. "Now you must do
just what I tell you to and do it quickly."
"I will," promised Jerry.
"Shut your eyes. Are they shut?"
"Yes," said Jerry, closing them so tight that he saw funny little green
and red and purple streaks of light.
"Keep them shut. Don't open them once till I tap you on the back twice.
Then you count to twenty, and if I don't tap you on the back again, open
your eyes and you will be in the circus.
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