Circus Shoes by Noel Streatfeild

Author:Noel Streatfeild
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781504021067
Publisher: Open Road Media Teen & Tween

10

Santa’s Violin

It was Good Friday. A holiday for all the circus people. The weather was nice. Blue skies, and a small breeze. Just the weather to dry the tents.

‘Us for the station to fetch that box,’ said Gus. ‘The better the day the better the deed.’

Gus went outside to start up his car. Hans and Fritzi came bustling up.

‘You go for a drive?’ Hans inquired.

Gus shook his head.

‘No, old son. Me and Ted are working on the trapeze later on. We’re only off to the station to fetch Peter and Santa’s box.’

Fritzi opened the car door.

‘We will also to the station.’

Gus nodded and got into the driver’s seat. Fifi joined them. She came over to Gus and made a bob curtsy.

‘Good morning, Gus. Can I drive with you?’

Gus looked over into the back of the car.

‘Squeeze up, kids. There’ll be four of you in there.’ He leant across and opened the other door and patted the seat beside him. ‘Hop in, Fifi. You sit here.’

Peter and Santa were coming out of the caravan. They had just arranged that Santa should sit in front going, and Peter coming back. The first thing Santa saw was Fifi in her seat.

‘Good morning, Santa and Peter,’ said Fifi politely. ‘It is a beautiful day.’

Fifi was wearing a smart little hat at a great angle over her left eye. There was something definitely annoying about her appearance. Santa did not like the way she wore her clothes, but all the same the effect was chic.

‘Hallo! I say, that’s my place. I’m sitting in front going and Peter coming back.’

Fifi threw up her hands and eyebrows and got up.

‘I am so sorry.’ She turned to Gus. ‘That was you. You said to me: “Sit here.”’

Gus caught at her skirts and pulled her back.

‘Sit down.’ He jerked his head at Peter and Santa. ‘Hop into the back, you two. Hot cross buns, whose car is this, anyway?’

Peter and Santa got in. Santa was most hurt. Of course it was true the car was Gus’s. But they were his nephew and niece. If anyone had a right to choose where they would sit it should be a nephew and niece. She looked hard out of the window. She knew her eyes had tears in them and she did not want the others to see.

Fritzi pulled at her arm.

‘Mine mother says she would not me permit to wear such hats. She says for a child they not suitable are.’

Santa felt better. She did not altogether like Fritzi, who she thought much too cocksure about everything. But when it came to the right way to dress and behave they thought exactly alike. In fact, in her bad English Fritzi said lots of things the duchess had said, or at least things which meant the same. Santa had never cared for the things the duchess had said, but she had been brought up on them, and she felt on home ground when she heard other people saying them.

They all went into the station to look for the box.

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