He regarded Andy with a despairing look.

And without a move toward his own gun, he rode straight up to the door of the dance hall, with Andy in front of it.

"Nobody at home," said Andy to himself.

Andy from experience knew that its possession by the old maid was generally a sign that she was on the war-path.

"Just a few minutes more," panted Andy at length.

He did not venture to give the name of Fairfax, as that might be recognized by Andy as that of the highwayman, with whose little plans he had interfered.

" Stella Starr kissed Andy on the cheek in a motherly way.

Down the hill bruin ran and Andy after him.

He had thrust Andy into one of the little tents the boy recognized as a dressing room.

His next was to throw on more speed, so that the faithful little motor started to humming with the old-time rapidity that reminded Andy of the occasion when they put it to its best efforts in order to rush ahead of their rival of the air.

It threw Andy off his balance.

When the Man with the Iron Jaw had whispered to the fat musician outside the dressing tent guarded by Wagner's assistants, he had asked him to get Andy out of the clutches of the constable.

Lifting this up, he thrust Andy under it.

"See here, Miss Lavinia," he spoke, "I don't fancy treating Andy like a criminal.

One thing he was glad of, and this was the presence of Andy alongside.

Big Bob did not appear to notice Andy until about fifty feet distant from him.

"You bunk right there, kid," said Marco, stowing Andy behind a pile of seat planks that lined the side of the canvassed passageway joining the performers' tent with the main one.

"Noa, noa; us'll bide where us be, zoa's to be 'andy vur the train when her starts off.

Now, John's sympathies were rather with Andy than with his young master.

Guess I know that yer intendin' to stick to Andy through thick an' thin.

Now, the pain and the sight of the blood combined filled him with added fury, and he attempted to seize Andy around the waist and throw him.

"I came across Andy down the trail.

Markham looking very anxious and Eunice very scared, James going for the doctor and Andy for Mrs. Jones, while up in Ethie's room, where the curtains were drawn so closely before the windows, life and death were struggling for the mastery, and each in a measure coming off triumphant.

" Ethelyn would not wound Andy by telling him how little love had had to do with her unhappy marriage, and she remained silent for a moment, while Andy continued, "Be you disappointed herewith us, I mean, and the fixins?" "Yes, Anderson, terribly disappointed.

"Here, you're not on show yet," spoke Benares, the trapezist, pulling Andy beside him as he passed along.