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Updated: May 27, 2025
With fast-beating heart he rushed into Whyn's room, much to the girl's surprise, for he was in the habit of entering quietly. "Why, Rod, what's the matter?" she inquired. "You look half frightened to death." "It's him, Whyn!" he exclaimed. "I'm sure of it." "Who is it? What do you mean?" the girl asked. "Sit down, and be sensible."
It's fer my old master, Benjamin Dodge, in the city. He's got the money, and he told me that if I ever needed any help to go to him. I have never bothered him before, and never intended to do so, but this is different. Whyn's life's at stake, and that's reason enough. The scouts are to give all the money they earned fer that prize, but it won't go very far. We need a great deal more, and at once."
But they seemed different now, for among them was the Hillcrest troop receiving from the Lieutenant-Governor the coveted bugle-band, amidst the wild cheers of the other troops. There was considerable excitement among the Hillcrest troop when Captain Josh and Rod returned home. The rest of the scouts were at the wharf to meet them, and marched with them at once to Whyn's room.
They often discussed it among themselves, but the more they talked, the more puzzled they became. They all knew about the house-cleaning, the new carpet, and curtains for Whyn's room, and that Miss Arabella was at the Anchorage most of the time. "I guess I know what it's all about," Tommy Bunker confided one afternoon, when the scouts were discussing the matter. "What do you know?" Rod asked.
And I suppose he told you that I had a long nose which was always poking into other people's business." "Why, no!" and Whyn's face grew suddenly sober. "He never told me anything like that. He only said that you were thin, with a sad face, and that you were very lonely, with no one to love you." "So he said that, did he?" and a softer expression came into the woman's grey eyes.
"I suppose so," was the slow response. "And if that isn't enough, you can sell your place. You would do it for Whyn's sake, wouldn't you?" This was more than the captain had expected. He crushed back a naughty exclamation, and rose slowly to his feet. "Look here, Rod, what d'ye think I am? A saint? Git away to school now, or ye'll be late.
Stepping quickly forward, she stooped and kissed the invalid girl. "We do not need any introduction," she said. "We are old friends, are we not? Rod has told me about you." For once in her life Whyn found it impossible to reply. Her eyes were moist as she lifted them to the singer's face in mute admiration. "What a lovely room," the woman continued, noting Whyn's embarrassment.
The captain had been thinking this over for some time, and at last offered the use of an old rafting shanty near the shore, and which could be easily seen from Whyn's window. This building was fairly large, made of boards, and the roof covered with tarred paper.
It was only natural, however, that Rod should form the principal object of conversation. In fact, Miss Royanna led the girl on to talk about him, and the mother's heart was made happy as Whyn told how kind Rod was to her, and what a fine boy he really was. "Will you write to me, dear?" the singer asked, as she bade the girl good-bye. "Oh, may I?" and Whyn's face glowed with pleasure.
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