Whiteface, the clown, had entirely
disappeared!
The lively air the band was playing seemed to get right inside of Jerry,
for his heart began to pound fast and his eyes were dancing.
He was going to see the circus! The clown had got him in without a
ticket! He saw many boys and girls and older persons, too, hurrying to
find places on the board seats and he joined the throng. He remembered
that Whiteface had told him to take any seat there he could find and he
sat down in one in the second row between a boy a good deal older than
himself and a man with a black mustache.
He had hardly got seated when, from the farther side of the tent, there
entered a gorgeous carriage drawn by a pair of milk-white horses. When
the carriage got around in front of him, Jerry saw that it contained Mr.
Burrows, the man who had let him carry water for the elephants even if
he was too young, but he didn't pay much attention to him, for there was
such a variety of different things to absorb his attention,--beautiful
women in richly colored garments on horses and on sober, humpbacked
camels, and even in little houses on the elephants, just as he had seen
them in the street parade.
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