Certain that he winked one eye. Toby felt that there was no
mistake about that wink, and it seemed as if it was intended to convey
comfort to him in his troubles. He winked back at the monkey in the most
emphatic and grave manner possible, and then went on his way, feeling
wonderfully comforted.

The work inside the tent was far different and much harder than it was
outside. He was obliged to carry around among the audience trays of
candy, nuts, and lemonade for sale, and he was expected to cry aloud the
description of that which he offered. The partner of Mr. Lord, who had
charge of the stand inside the tent, showed himself to be neither better
nor worse than Mr. Lord himself. When Toby first presented himself for
work he handed him a tray filled with glasses of lemonade, and told him
to go among the audience, crying, "Here's your nice cold lemonade, only
five cents a glass!"

Toby started to do as he was bidden; but when he tried to repeat the
words in anything like a loud tone of voice they stuck in his throat,
and he found it next to impossible to utter a sound above a whisper. It
seemed to him that everyone in the audience was looking only at him, and
the very sound of his own voice made him afraid.

He went entirely around the tent once without making a sale, and when he
returned to the stand he was at once convinced that one of his masters
was quite as bad as the other. This one--and he knew that his name was
Jacobs, for he heard someone call him so--very kindly told him that he
would break every bone in his body if he didn't sell something, and Toby
confidently believed that he would carry out his threat.

It was with a very heavy heart that he started around again in obedience
to Mr. Jacobs's angry command; but this time he did manage to cry out,
in a very thin and very squeaky voice, the words which he had been told
to repeat.

This time--perhaps owing to his pitiful and imploring look, certainly
not because of the noise he made--he met with very good luck, and
sold every glass of the mixture which Messrs. Lord and Jacobs called
lemonade, and went back to the stand for more.

He certainly thought he had earned a word of praise, and fully expected
it as he put the empty glasses and money on the stand in front of Mr.
Jacobs. But, instead of the kind words, he was greeted with a volley of
curses; and the reason for it was that he had taken in payment for two
of the glasses a lead ten cent piece. Mr. Jacobs