But nothing came of the notice or of the many inquiries that we made on our way home the next day.

The animal had wandered off, and whoever captured it apparently kept quiet.

Instead of blaming us, however, the old Squire praised us.
"You did well, boys, in trying circumstances," he said.

"You do not meet a lion every day." After what had happened, Willis and I felt much interest the following week in seeing the show that had discomfited us.

It had established itself at the county fair in its big tent and apparently was doing a rushing business.