“You mean the coin is still … You’d better go and bring it here. It’s rather unwise and risky to keep the coin in the circus. Too close to Sparky the Clown.”
Raja and Amita dashed to his rickshaw and drove to the circus. They bumped into Lucky the Snake Charmer at the entrance. Lucky blocked Raja’s way, his face gleeful.
“What is a sleuth doing here?” the snake charmer asked; his black eyes glinting maliciously. “Are you the bodyguard of this little juggler?”
“It’s none of your business,” Raja replied.
“Take care of your cobra, so that it wouldn’t crawl everywhere around the circus. It frightens the audience.” Amita added. Lucky stepped back. They walked past him towards the circus ring. Amita saw that clubs and bean bags were scattered on the floor. She began picking them up.
