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Starlightcouldn’tquiteagreewiththesesageremarks,althoughhehadhimselfoflatebeenseeingagreatdealofthedarkersideoflife.

“Iguessyou’renotverywell,Flutters,”hesaid,seriously;“orperhapsyou’retired.”

“Oh,I’mwellenough,butI’mnotover-happy,”answeredtheboy,who,fromlittleassociationwithchildrenandmuchwitholderpeople,hadformedratheramaturewayofspeaking.

“Whatmakesyoufeellikethat?”askedStarlight.

“Oh,lotsofthings.There’snoonewhocaresforme‘cepttomakemoneyoutofme.That’skindofhardonafellow.

“Don’tyougetsomeofthemoneyyourself?”

“Notapenny.Yousee,I’m‘prenticedtothemanagertillI’meighteen.”

“Whoapprenticedyou?”saidStarlight,takingcaretospeakcorrectly.

“Themanager,Isuppose;butIdidnotknowanybodyhadto‘prenticeyou.Ithoughtyoujust‘prenticedyourselfbypromisingtoworkforyourboard.”

“Notabitofit.Yououghtn’ttohavemadesuchapromise.Ifyouwereworthanythingtothemanageryouwereworthpartofthemoneyyouearned.Besides,Idon’tthinkanybodycanapprenticeaboyexcepthisparentsorhisguardian,orsomeonewhohaschargeofhim.”

“Well,nobody’shadchargeofmethislongwhile.”

“Isthatbigmanwiththegreatblackmoustachethemanager?”askedStarlight.

“Yes,heis,andhe’satoughone,”andFlutterspressedhislipstightlytogetherandshookhisheadbywayofemphasis.

“Hedoesn’tlookkind.”

“Folksdoesn’tlookthingswhattheyneverare.”

“Whydon’tyoucutthecircus,Flutters?”

“Wouldyou,really?”

“Youmeanrunaway?”

Starlightnoddedyes.

“Whereto?”wasFlutters’spointedquestion.

“Oh,anywhere,”somewhatvaguely.

“That’sallverywell;butboard,youknow,andablankettorollyourselfinatnightisalittlebetterthannothingatall.”

“That’sso,”saidStarlight,andthensatsilentafewmoments,drawinghisfingers,rakefashion,throughthedrygrassinfrontofhim,andevidentlythinkinghard.

“Flutters,”hesaidatlast,“ifyouranawayIbelieveyou’dfindahomeandsomebodytocareforyou—we’dlookoutforyouourselves,AuntFrancesandI,tillsomethingturnedup.”

“Wouldyou,really?”andFluttersleanedveryclosetoStarlightinhiseagerness.

“Yes,I’msurewewould.Willyoudoit?”

“Yes,sir,I’lldoitnow,”andFluttersgotstraightwayonto“allfours,”asifhedeemedthatthemostsilentandeffectivemodeofescape,althoughthebencheswerehardlysolowastorenderitnecessaryforaboyofhissize.

“Butyou’llbecaughtinaminuteinthose—fixings.”Starlightdidnotthinktherewasenoughofthemtodeservetherespectablenameofclothes.

Flutterssatdownindespair.“Thenthere’snouse;ImayaswellgiveitupifIhavetogobackforanything.”Fluttersstoodinsuchfearofthemanagerthathefeltsurehecouldreadhisverythoughts.HehonestlymeantthathewouldabandonthewholeschemeratherthanfaceMr.Bradshawwithsuchadesigninmind,andhelookeddownathisspangledslippersandbedraggledtightsinmostwoe-begonefashion.

“Ihaveit,”saidStarlight,afteramoment’sseriouscogitation;“waithereaminute,”andtakingholdofaboarddirectlyundertheseatwherehehadsat,hepulledhimselfuptohisplacebesideHazel.Shewasreadywithahostofeagerquestions,butStarlight,inthemostimperativeofwhispers,gaveherquicklytounderstandthattherewasnotimeforanythingofthatsort.“JustdoasItellyou,Hazel,”someoneoverheardhimsay,butmorethanthattheyfortunatelydidnothear.

AmomentlaterStarlightdisappeared,andalittleredcloak,whichJosephinehadmadeHazelcarrywithher,haddisappearedtoo.

Notlongafterward,butitseemedaverylongwhiletoHazel,theentertainmentcametoaclosewithawildsortoffarce,whicheverybodyseemedtothinkprettyfunny,butHazeldidnotsomuchassmile.Shehadneitherseennorheardwhatwasgoingon;shehadanimportantlittlepieceofbusinessaheadofher,andcouldhardlywaittobeoffandaboutit.Ifherseathadnotbeenquiteinthemiddleoftherow,sothatshewouldhavebeenobligedtocrowdpastalonglineofpeople,shesimplycouldnothavewaited;andnowthattheperformancewasactuallyover,sheenergeticallypushedherwaythroughonegroupafteranother,lingeringaboutasifloathtodesertthecharmsofthecircus,andwasclearofthegreattentinalmostlesstimethanittakestotellit.Offshedarteddowntheroad—downBroadwayonewouldsaytoday—forthegatewaytothecircusenclosurewasexactlyonthespotwhereNiblo’sTheatrehasforsomanyyearssetforthitsvariedamusements.

Therewasonlyonefarm-houseintheimmediateneighborhood,andthitherHazelflew,bringingupatthethresholdofitsoldDutchkitcheninastateofbreathlessexcitement.“Mrs.VanWyck,”shecriedwithwhatlittlebreathshehadleft,asshepeeredov

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