The city papers made the most of this affair, and the day after the arrest they had long columns telling of what the Hillcrest troop had done.  They mentioned, also, how these same scouts had captured the robbers on Kidd’s Island, and how the famous singer, Anna Royanna, had visited the troop and had sung at their entertainment.  Great credit was given to the scouts for having rounded up the gang of river-thieves.  It was explained further that the boys had collected drift-logs for the purpose of earning money to win the Lieutenant-Governor’s prize.

All this so impressed three lumber-merchants in the city that they united, and sent a cheque of one hundred and fifty dollars to the Hillcrest troop.  This caused intense excitement among the scouts when they met at Headquarters, and the captain read to them the letter he had received.  With whoops, worthy of a band of painted Indians on the warpath, the boys charged upon their scoutmaster in order to see the wonderful cheque.  Then a babel of voices ensued as they discussed how much money they had, and what kind of a motor-boat they should buy.  It was their opinion that they must get it at once.  But the captain shook his head.

“Don’t be in too big a hurry, lads,” was his reminder.  “That money must stay in the bank till the Governor gives his judgment.  He’ll want to see the bank-book, and he’ll have to receive a full report as to how the money was raised.  We must capture that prize, remember.”

“How much money will we have when the logs are sold?” Rod enquired.

“Let me see,” and the captain scratched his head.  “We have two hundred in the bank.  This cheque will make three hundred and fifty, and them logs should bring us twenty-five more.  That’s quite a sum, boys, and I think we’re pretty lucky.  I doubt if any other troop’ll have that much.”

In their excitement the scouts longed to rush into Whyn’s room, and tell her the great news.  But this they could not do, and the thought that she could not share their joy somewhat dampened their enthusiasm.  The captain told them that two doctors were to hold a consultation over her that very day.  His voice was lower and softer than the scouts had ever heard it as he mentioned this, and they knew that he was deeply grieved over the girl’s condition.  Their interest at winning so much money was now lessened.  Their hearts were touched at the news about Whyn, and they left Headquarters in a quieter manner than they had done in many a day.

Rod was more deeply moved than the rest of the scouts.  That Whyn could not get better had never before entered his mind.  But for two doctors to hold a consultation over her brought a great sinking feeling to his heart.  Would she never be able to see the scouts again? he asked himself, as he walked slowly homeward.  He had no appetite for his supper, and went to bed earlier than usual.  But he found it hard to get to sleep.  Whyn was ever before him, and he thought