"That is what I am asking you. Have you had any misunder-standing - angry words or anything of the sort with him?" persisted Phil Forrest, with a keen, inquiring glance into the face of his companion. "Well, maybe," admitted the Circus Boy, with evident reluctance. "What made you think I had?" "From the way he looked at you when you were standing in the paddock this afternoon, waiting for your cue to go on."
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