The
circus people are good to me. I've earned enough money to get some
clothes, and I'm never hungry any more. I was pretty ragged when I
came to the circus, for I had been tramping around sleeping in barns,
or wherever I could."
"Wouldn't it have been better to have gone back to Mr. Mason, your
guardian?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey, for she had heard her husband tell of
the time he, Bert and Freddie had seen the boy shaken before he ran
away.
"Oh, no'm!" Frank exclaimed. "I'm never going back to that lumber
office. Mr. Mason accused me of losing twenty dollars for him. Well
perhaps I did, but it wasn't my fault that the man gave me bad money
that looked like good. I'm never going back!"
"Well, I don't know as I blame you," said Uncle Daniel softly, "but a
circus is no place for a young boy. It's a hard life."
"Are you going to stay with this show?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey.
"Until I can get something better to do," answered Frank. "I know it
isn't a good business, but I'll stay here until I can save some money,
and then I'll look for something better. But I'll have to stay here
for a while.
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