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Certain natures dominate others, and the protests of the sailor man were not without influence upon the rest of the audience. In the ordinary course or things the simple-minded people would have been satisfied to watch the venerable items that have characterised the circus from time immemorial. Nobody had particularly wanted to see Vava's mysterious act at all costs, but now it seemed as if every man and woman had come on purpose. The square, solid figure of Walter Ward stood like a rock above an angry sea. Then, suddenly, the rest of the folk discovered that they were to be deprived of full value for their money. A murmur ran round the packed tent. Some of the younger spirits began to jeer, and almost before he was aware of the fact, Mr. Barker was called upon to suppress something like a riot.

Lethbridge stood bewildered. It was incredible that so much could be made out of nothing in so short a space of time. But Wilkinson was accustomed to this sort of thing. He rose from his seat and proceeded towards the ring.

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