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Our circus is coming in this here field, just like it has for years and years!"
    He turned and walked to the nearest caravan. It was drawn by horses, and he clicked to them. They strained forward and the caravan followed. Others behind began to move too. The circus boy put his tongue out at Tinker. „Sucks to you!" he said. „Nobody gets the better of my Grandad - or of me either! Stil - it was plucky of you to go for him. I enjoyed it."
    „Shut up!" said Tinker, alarmed to find himself very near to tears. „You just wait til my Dad tells the police! You"l al go out much quicker than you came in - and one of these days I"l knock you down!"
    He turned and ran back to the gate. He wondered what to do. He had so often heard his father say that the field behind their house belonged to him, and that he had let this or that farmer have the grazing rights for his horses or cattle. How DARE the Travel ing Circus come into his father"s field?
    „I"l tel Dad," he said to Anne, who was waiting at the gate. „He ought to turn them out!
    It"s our field and I love it, especially just now when it"s so green and beautiful, and the hedges are just going to be covered in white may. I"l tell Dad that boy knocked me down
    - shot out his fist just like that - and down I went. I"d like to do the same to him!"
    He went into the house, followed by a puzzled Anne.
    He looked into the sitting-room and saw George there.
    „Tinker! That boy knocked you down!" said Anne, in a horrified voice. „Why did he do that?"
    „Oh - just because I told his Grandad to take his caravans away," said Tinker, feeling rather grand. „He didn"t hurt me at all - just punched me on the chest. Stil - I said what I had gone to say."
    „But wil they take the caravans away out of the field?" asked Anne.
    „I told them I"d tel the police," said Tinker. „So I bet they"l skedaddle. They haven"t any right to be there. It"s our field!"
    „Are you going to the police?" asked George, disbelievingly. „I real y don"t see why you have to make such a fuss about it al , Tinker. They might make it difficult for us to go camping there."
    „But I tel you it"s my field - Dad"s always said so!" said Tinker. „He said it wasn"t any use to him, so I could consider it my own. And I do. AND we"re going to camp in it, whatever anyone says! It"s a travelling circus that"s coming there, so the old man said."

    „Oh TINKER! How marvellous to have a circus at the bottom of the garden!" said George, her eyes shining, and Anne nodded too. Tinker glared at them.
    „JUST like girls to say a thing like that!" he said. „Would you want people trespassing al over a field that belonged to you, with horses neighing and tigers and lions roaring, and bears grunting, and chimpanzees stealing things - and nasty little circus boys being rude all the time, ready to knock you down."
    „Oh Tinker! You do make it sound so exciting!" said George. „Wil there really be lions and tigers? Suppose one escaped - what a thril !"
    „Well - I shouldn"t like that," said Anne, at once. „I don"t particularly want a lion peering in at my window, or a bear clomping round my bedroom!"
    „Neither do I," said Tinker, in a most decided voice. „That"s why I"m going to tell Dad about it. He"s got the old documents that set out our rights to that field. He showed me them one day. I"l ask him about them, and if he"ll let me see them, I"l take them straight to the police and let them turn out that rude old man and his horrible circus."
    „How do you know it"s horrible?" asked George. „It might be awful y good. I"m sure they"d let us camp in the corner nearest the garden, and we"d get an awful y good view of what"s going on al the time. Look - there"s your father strol ing down the path, smoking a pipe. He never does that if he"s busy. It would be a good time to go and ask him about the document. He might even show it to us."
    „Al right," said Tinker, rather sulkily. „But you"l see I"m right. Come