But they always caught them, and swung smilingly back, as if living up in the air were quite as pleasant as walking about on the ground.
"Oh, I'd like to do that!" cried Marjorie, as with sparkling eyes she watched a young girl do a swinging specialty.
King laughed.

"You'd like to do lots of these stunts, Midget, but let me advise you if you're ever a circus performer, don't try trapeze work; you're too heavy.

When you came down, you'd go smash through the net! If you must be in a circus, you'd better stick to your chariot driving." "Now the trapeze number is over," said Kitty, looking at her programme, "and next will be the wild animals! I do love to see those." "And I don't," said Marjorie, with a shudder.

It was not exactly fear, but the child had a special aversion to watching the feats of trained wild animals, and had often shut her eyes when such a performance was going on.
The lions and tigers came in and took their places, and Kitty and King watched with interest as they obeyed the trainer's word, and did as he bade them.
But after a little time, Marjorie felt she could stand it no longer.
"Pomp," she said, "I can't bear to look at those animals another minute! This is the last number, and I'm going out.

I'll wait for you right by the door, just where we came into the tent." Pompton looked at the child, kindly.