"To send her to some great specialist in New York. An operation of a
most serious nature is necessary, but it will take so much money that it
seems almost ridiculous even to think of such a thing. It is about all
that Mrs. Sinclair can do to make a living as it is."

"But surely there is some one who would be willing to advance the money,"
Mrs. Royal replied. "Is it right that the girl should die without an
effort being made to save her life?"

"It would take a large sum, Martha, and I am afraid that there is no one
sufficiently interested in the girl who is able to do much. The
specialist's fees alone would be great, to say nothing of other expenses.
I know where some of the money could be obtained, but I should be most
loath to use it."

As Rod sat and listened, with flushed face and sparkling eyes, the dream
of the past night once more came into his mind. He saw Whyn holding out
her hands to the scouts while they were busy counting over their money.
Then an idea came to him which caused him to give vent to a slight
expression of delight.

"What is it, dear?" Mrs. Royal enquired. "You seem to be amused over
something."

"I was only thinking, grandma, and could not help it." He wished to
unburden his mind, but thought it best to wait until he had seen either
Captain Josh or the rest of the scouts.

Rod could hardly wait now until breakfast was over, so anxious was he to