"Did you beat them," cried Teddy, as Phil drove up.
"We did and we didn't. But we have got the start of them on
the billing. Were any of the other men hurt?"
"One of the canary bird crowd got a broken arm. The others were
pretty well bruised up, but they are still in the ring."
"What is doing in the town?"
"I sent our men out to square the locations. Told them not to
put up any paper, but to hustle the squaring."
"Good for you, Teddy! You are a winner. Where did you learn
that trick?"
"Oh, it's a little trick I picked up the other day. I'm a
professional publicity man, you know."
"Are our opposition friends doing the same thing?"
"I think not. I got the start of them by fully an hour.
Worked the same game on them that we did on Tripp the
other day. You remember?"
Phil nodded. Indeed, he did remember.
"The men were so excited over the race that they couldn't spend
time to attend to business. I got a pretty good bump, but I
thought it was a good time to get back in the town and hustle
our fellows, seeing that you had hit the long trail. I didn't
expect you back before the middle of next week, the rate you
were going."
Phil laughed good-naturedly.
"You remain here and watch the car, Teddy. I am going to run
over town. Had your breakfast?"
"Say, I forgot all about that.
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