ould get any one to take me
over in a wagon?"

"I think the man who lives in the red house, Mr. Stover, would take you
over, if you pay him."

"I shall be glad to pay him, and----" Kit paused, for he felt rather
delicate about offering any money to Janet, though he knew she had
rendered him most valuable service. "Will you let me offer you a little
present?"

He took a five dollar bill from his pocket, and offered it to Janet.

"What is that?" she asked.

"It is a five dollar bill."

"You must be rich," she said, for this seemed to her a great deal of
money.

"Oh, no! but will you take it?"

"No," answered Janet, shrinking back, "I didn't come here for money."

"I am sure you didn't, but I should like to give you something."

"No, I would rather not. Besides, if father knew I had money, he would
suspect something, and beat me."

"Like the brute that he is," thought Kit.

"But I must go at once, for he may wake up and miss me. Good-by!"

"Good-by!" said Kit.

He had no time to say more, for the child was already hurrying down the
hill.

CHAPTER XXIX.

JANET MEETS THE GIANT.

Janet took her way homewards, hurrying with quick feet, lest her father
should wake up before she arrived. But she had taken so early a start
that she found him still sleeping soundly. She instantly began to make
preparations for breakfast.

By the time it was on the table her father woke up and yawned. With his
waking there came the thought of his young circus captive, and the
vengeance he intended to wreak upon him. This pleasant idea roused him
completely, and he dressed himself briskly.

"Is breakfast ready, Janet?" he asked.

"Yes, father."

"What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock," answered Janet, looking at the clock over the mantel.

"I am expecting Bob Stubbs here this morning. Have you got enough for
him?"

"I think so, father," replied Janet. She did not speak with alacrity,
for Mr. Stubbs was no favorite of hers.

At that moment a step was heard at the door, and the gentleman spoken of
made his appearance.

"You're late, Dick," said Stubbs, rubbing his bristling chin.

"Yes, I got tired out yesterday. When the mine's shut down I like to
take my time. Have you had breakfast, Bob?"

"Ye-es," answered Stubbs hesitating, as he glanced at the neatly spread
table, with the eggs and bacon on the center dish.

"Never mind! You can eat some more. Put a chair for him, Janet."

"This lass of yours is grow