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Rod's face looked familiar, but he could not recall where he had seen it before. He was always meeting so many people that it was hard for him to remember them all. Perhaps this was one of the newsboys, and that was the reason why he recognised his face. "What do you want, my lad?" he kindly enquired. "We want to see Miss Royanna," was the reply.
"See what the newspaper says about Miss Royanna, and how she came all the way to Hillcrest to sing for the scouts." "What, is it all there, grandad?" and the boy eagerly scanned the page. "Read it, please," and he perched himself upon a chair nearby. To him it was wonderful that the paper should make so much of what the singer had done.
And this is the night of the concert, too. What will Captain Josh do without the boys? I must go over and tell him the news. It will certainly upset his plans, for he depended so much upon Rod." That same morning Anna Royanna, while at breakfast, read the description of herself and her singing in the Opera House.
One evening when she was about to return to the Anchorage, a furious thunder-storm burst upon the land, accompanied by a torrent of rain. It continued so long that the Royals were able to induce their visitor to remain all night. "I am afraid that I shall give you too much trouble," Miss Royanna told them. "Oh, no," Mrs. Royal hastened to assure her. "It will be a great pleasure to have you.
All the people had crowded as close as possible, so as not to miss a word of the address of the prominent man who had come into their midst. Near the platform stood Anna Royanna. The speeches mattered very little to her, for it was Rod's face she was watching. She noted the eager interested look in his eyes, and his erect bearing as he stood at attention at the head of his patrol.
He wondered if Miss Royanna had arrived. Perhaps she was waiting for him. He must go and find out at once. Left once more alone, Whyn sat and watched all that was going on. Her face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with animation. But she was disappointed, nevertheless. The choir could not come, and so there would be no singing.
I only changed part of the last name to Royanna." "Why, it's just like a fairy tale," Rod exclaimed. "But, no, it isn't, either," he mused. "A fairy tale is only a make-believe, while this is really true. It's better than a fairy tale. Isn't it great!" and his eyes sparkled. "But, say, do grandad and grandma know about it?" "Yes, dear. I told them last night." "And I bet they were pleased."
John, when cities four to five times the size were clamouring for her? But she had written, accepting at once, and had seemed really glad to come. "Wait here," he at last ordered, as he turned on his heel, "and I shall see what I can do with Miss Royanna." Anna Royanna was very tired, and she was sitting in an old easy chair waiting for the manager to come to take her to the hotel.
"So I am, in a way," and a slight smile overspread the woman's face. "But I know those women to my sorrow. Some day, perhaps, I may be able to tell you more, but not to-night. Are you ready to go now?" "Just a moment, Miss Royanna," and the manager motioned her not to rise. "There are two little boys outside, who are very anxious to see you." "Boys! to see me?" "Yes.
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.
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