I want to sleep on it to-night."
"But no lyin' awake, remember," the captain warned. "Ye're not to stay
awake thinkin' it all over. If ye do, I'll wash my hands of the whole
affair."
"No fear of that, captain," and Whyn smiled up into his face. Such a
smile as that was worth a great deal to the old man, though he never
spoke of it to any one. "There is one thing, however," the girl
continued, "which must be done before we begin to earn that money."
"And what's that?" the captain inquired.
"All the scouts must have their suits. It will be necessary if the
plan which has just come into my mind can be worked out."
"Hey, d'ye hear that?" the captain roared, as if he were giving orders
to a rebellious crew. "Ye must have yer suits, and then we'll git down
to work in dead earnest."
Rod was anxious to get home to show Mr. and Mrs. Royal his new suit.
They had been waiting for him for some time, and were quite anxious, as
the steamer had been up for over an hour. When he entered the
dining-room they thought that they had never beheld such a fine-looking
boy. Their hearts swelled with pride, and Mrs. Royal secretly brushed
away a tear with the corner of her apron.
Rod told them all about what they had done in the city, about Peter
McDuff, the parade, and how the Hillcrest troop was going to enter the
contest for the prize.
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