They at once made him a prisoner, and had kept him so ever
since, though they did not harm him otherwise, and gave him good
food.
"I think they were a bit afraid of me in spite of my small size,"
explained the circus man. "I never thought to be rescued, for,
though I figured that Mr. Preston might hear of my plight, he could
never find this place. How did you get here?"
Then Tom told his story, and of how they themselves were held
captives because of the treachery of Hank Delby.
"That's just like him!" cried Poddington. "He was always mean, and
always trying to get the advantage of his rivals. But I'm glad I'm
with you. With what stuff you have here it oughtn't to be difficult
to get away from giant land."
"But I want a giant," insisted Tom. "I told Mr. Preston I'd bring
him back one, and I'm going to do it."
"You can't!" cried the circus man. "They won't come with you, and
it's almost impossible to make a prisoner of one. You'd better
escape. I want to get away from giant land. I've had enough."
"We'll get away," said Tom confidently, "and we'll have a giant or
two when we go.
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